It doesn't seem nice to complain about her exactly,
but she really is terribly trying, isn't she, Selina?"
Selina nodded, and dropped her voice.
"She is getting worse," she declared. "She is becoming a positive
trouble to us."
Brooks endeavoured to look properly sympathetic, and considered himself
justified in pursuing the conversation. "Indeed! May I ask in what
way?"
"Oh, she has such old-fashioned ideas," Louise said, confidentially.
"I've quite lost patience with her, and so has Selina; haven't you,
dear? She never goes to parties if she can help it, she is positively
rude to all our friends, and the sarcastic things she says sometimes are
most unpleasant. You know, papa is very, very good to her."
"Yes, indeed," Selina interrupted. "You know, Mr. Brooks, she has no
father and mother, and she was living quite alone in London when papa
found her out and brought her here--and in the most abject poverty. I
believe he found her in a garret. Fancy that!"
"And now," Louise continued, "he allows her for her clothes exactly the
same as he does us--and look at her.
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