"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. Would you believe it, now? She is
like that nearly every evening, although we have friends dropping in
continually. Of course I don't believe in extravagance, but if a girl
has relations who are generous enough to give her the means, I do think
that, for their sake, she ought to dress properly. I think that she
owes it to them, as well as to herself."

"And out of doors it is positively worse," Selina whispered,
impressively. "I declare," she added, with a simper, "that although
nobody can say that I am proud, there are times when I am positively
ashamed to be seen out with her. What she does with her money I can't
imagine."

Brooks, who was something of a critic in such matters, and had
recognized the art of her severely simple gown, smiled to himself. He
was wise enough, however, not to commit himself.

"Perhaps," he suggested, "she thinks that absolute simplicity suits her
best. She has a nice figure."