"Outside knowledge," said Dolly.
"Does not the outside always tell something of what is within?"
"Something," Dolly allowed in the same tone.
"What do you see in me?"
"Mrs. St. Leger will know, when she gets this."
"What you see in me?"
"Well, no—perhaps not."
"Couldn't you indulge me and tell me?"
"Why should I?"
"Out of kindness."