money are above reproach, and so is his position." Miss Maywood mentally added to this last qualification—"for an American."
"Marrying for manners, money, and position does n't strike me as quite a nice thing to do," said Letty, stoutly.
Miss Maywood simply glanced at her, but the look said as plainly as words, "What a fool to suppose anybody would believe you."
But what she actually said was, with a little laugh, "That's very nice to say, but marriage without those things is out of the question, and the possession of them marks the difference between a possible man and an impossible man."
This short discussion had brought the two young women to a mutual contempt of one another, although each was too well bred to show it. Just then there was a slight diversion in the group, and Letty gravitated toward Sir Archy. It was then his turn instead of Farebrother's to receive assurances of Miss Corbin's distinguished consideration.
"Where have you been all the morning?" she asked, with her sweetest wheedling. "I've been looking out for you a whole hour."
Farebrother was then engaged with Mrs.
