“I am sorry to disturb you!” she said. “You seemed engaged in a very interesting discourse.”
“We were talking about you,” replied Emmeline.
“About me?” cried Mrs. Calverley, in affected surprise.
“Yes; but I can't tell you what we were saying. It mightn't be agreeable to you.”
“I will take my chance of that.”
“Well, then, I was just saying to Captain Danvers that if I had such a charming place as you possess, and such a good income, I would never marry again.”
“I have no idea of marrying again,” observed Mrs. Calverley, carelessly. “I may sometimes listen to the nonsense talked to me,” she added, glancing at Captain Danvers, “but I rate it at what it is worth. I prefer being my own mistress. If I wanted companionship, I might think differently; but as things stand at present, I shall certainly adhere to my resolution.”
“Such resolutions are never kept,” said Captain Danvers. “Your sex are allowed to change their mind as often as they please.”
“At all events, I shall wait till Mildred is married,” she rejoined.
“Then I don't think you will have to wait long,” remarked Captain Danvers.