My dear boy, she would be a droll woman if she were not. At any rate, I'm glad of it.'
'Glad of it?' Hyacinth repeated.
'For you, I mean, when you stay with her; it's more luxurious!' Mr. Vetch exclaimed, turning round and smiling. At this moment a little rap on the floor above, given by Lady Aurora, announced that Hyacinth might at last come up and see Pinnie. Mr. Vetch listened and recognised it, and it led him to say, with considerable force, 'There's a woman whose theories and conduct do square!'
Hyacinth, on the threshold, leaving the room, stopped long enough to reply, 'Well, when the day comes for my friend to give up—you'll see.'
'Yes, I have no doubt there are things she will bring herself to sacrifice,' the old man remarked; but Hyacinth was already out of hearing.
