"Ah," said Fleda, "I'm not so sure!" "Then he's as big a donkey as his mother! But you know you must account for their delay," Mrs. Gereth remarked.!

"I've got a perfect case—I could have her up. The Brigstocks say it's simple stealing." "You should have told her, you know, that I had seen you in town only that one time," Fleda observed.

"Why not, with such a studied omission on his part to gloss over in any manner the painful tension existing between them—the painful tension that, under providence, I've been the means of bringing about? He gives you by his silence clear notice that his marriage is practically off." "She didn't know I want you, my dear. It's a wonder, with all my violence—the gross publicity I've given my desires. But she's as stupid as an owl—she doesn't feel your charm." "Not yet; remember that I only got here last night." She appeared to herself ignobly weak. "I had had no idea what she was doing; I was taken completely by surprise. She managed it wonderfully."