"I never do anything," said this young lady.
"I suppose in your position it＇s suf昀cient for you to exist!" Miss Stackpole returned. "I should like very much to see you at home."
"You must come to Lockleigh again," said Miss Molyneux, very sweetly, to Isabel, ignoring this remark of Isabel＇s friend. Isabel looked into her quiet eyes a moment, and for that moment seemed to see in their grey depths the re昀exion of everything she had rejected in rejecting Lord Warburton—the peace, the kindness, the honour, the possessions, a deep security and a great exclusion. She kissed Miss Molyneux and then she said: "I＇m afraid I can never come again."