Rotha's eyes gave a wondering, very expressive, glance at her interlocutor.
"Because she is so unspeakably good, and beautiful, and generous. She is a kind of a queen!"
"She likes to rule."
"She has to rule. What sort of a place would the house be, if she did not rule?"
"But, Julia Dunstable could do you good, if she liked."
"Could she? How?" said Rotha drily.
"O she could put pleasant things in your way. She gave some of us a lovely invitation to a Christmas party; we had a royal time; and she asks the girls every now and then."
"And you would have me be a traitor for the sake of an invitation? Bell
Savage, I do not want invitations from such people."
"La, Rotha, the world is full of such people; you cannot pick and choose."
"But I will. I will pick and choose those whom I honour with my friendship. And I can assure you of one thing; my family would be very much ashamed of such a one belonging to it, as the one you want me to court. I court nobody. And I will expose a lie wherever I find it, if it's my business."