“Oh, she would run away!” replied Abby cheerfully. “I told him so, which gave him the chance to deplore her upbringing. However, before we got to actual dagger-drawing—”

“You should not! Oh, dear, oh, dear, how often has dear Mama begged you not to be so—so impetuous?”

“No, of course I should not, but there was no harm done, because Mary was there, and I defy anyone to brangle in the teeth of her placid good sense! She said, in her sweetly comfortable way,—you know, Selina!—what a to-do was being made over a flirtation, which would never grow to serious proportions if James would but refrain from turning it into a grand tragedy, and so putting it into Fanny’s head that she was a modern Juliet. James was a good deal struck by this, and so was I, too!” She broke off, perceiving that her sister did not share her sentiments. “You don’t agree?”

Her mild eyes filling with sentimental tears, Selina said, in a trembling voice: “How can you be so unfeeling ? When you have said I don’t know how many times that our darling should never be sacrificed as you were! When I recall your sufferings—when I think of your—of your blighted life—”

“Selina, have you run mad ?” interrupted Abby, regarding her in astonishment. “What sufferings?”

“You may try to hoax me, but you won’t make me believe that you have forgotten your anguish when Papa forbade poor Mr Thornaby ever to approach you again! I shall never do so!” declared Selina.

“Good gracious!” The anxious look in Abby’s eyes was put to rout by one of irrepressible merriment. “My dearest goose, do try to forget it! I have, I promise you! Indeed, I haven’t any very dear recollection of what he even looked like, though I do remember that I believed myself to be brokenhearted at the time. At seventeen, one does, only to discover that one has quite mistaken the matter.”

This sad want of sensibility daunted Selina for a moment, but she made a recover, saying, with an air of boundless understanding: “You were always so brave, my dear one! But if you had forgotten Mr Thornaby why did you refuse Lord Broxboume’s offer? So very flattering, and such an excellent man, with a most superior mind, and every quality to render him acceptable!”