'My Idol may have had his imperfections, too. Well, the man has gone. I am punished, perhaps, for setting up an Idol.'
She was silent for awhile, and Philippa had nothing to say.
'But about my companion?' Armorel went on. 'When can I do without one?'
'There is nothing but opinion to consider. Opinion says that a young lady must not live alone.'
'If one never hears what opinion says, one need not consider opinion perhaps.'
'Well, but you could not go into society alone.'
'That matters nothing, because I never go into society at all.'
'Never go into society at all? What do you mean?'
'I mean that we go nowhere.'
'Well, what are people about? They call upon you, I suppose?'