'Find out for yourself, since you pretend to study folks.'
'Oh, your judgment would probably not at all determine mine. It's in regard to yourself that I ask it.'
'In regard to myself?'
'To see the length of maternal immorality.'
Mrs. Nettlepoint continued to repeat my words. 'Maternal immorality?'
'You desire your son to have every possible distraction on his voyage, and if you can make up your mind in the sense I refer to that will make it all right. He will have no responsibility.'
'Heavens, how you analyse! I haven't in the least your passion for making up my mind.'
'Then if you chance it you'll be more immoral still.'
'Your reasoning is strange,' said the poor lady; 'when it was you who tried to put it into my head yesterday that she had asked him to come.'
'Yes, but in good faith.'
'How do you mean in good faith?'
'Why, as girls of that sort do. Their allowance and measure in such matters is much larger than that of young ladies who have been, as you say, very well brought up; and yet I am not sure that on the whole I don't think them the more innocent. Miss Mavis is engaged, and she's to be married next week, but it's an old, old story, and there's no more romance in it than if she were going to be photographed. So her usual life goes on, and her usual life consists (and that of ces demoiselles in general) in having plenty of gentlemen's society. Having it I mean without having any harm from it.'
