"Perhaps you cannot do it to satisfy yourself, but you may and do succeed in delighting others with the result of your endeavours."
"Well, after all I should not complain: perhaps few people gain their livelihood with so much pleasure in their toil as I do. Here is some one coming."
She seemed vexed at the interruption.
"It is only Mr. Lawrence and Miss Wilson," said I, "coming to enjoy a quiet stroll. They will not disturb us."
I could not quite decipher the expression of her face; but I was satisfied there was no jealousy therein. What business had I to look for it?
"What sort of a person is Miss Wilson?" she asked.
"She is elegant and accomplished above the generality of her birth and station; and some say she is lady-like and agreeable."
"I thought her somewhat frigid, and rather supercilious in her manner to-day."
