'Never heard of it? nonsense! A few years ago it used to be posted
up everywhere, and I see it sometimes even now, but other kinds seem
to have driven it out of the market. Now that's just like you! Pray,
did you ever hear of Pears' Soap?'

'Of course.'

'Really? Oh, there's hope of you. You'll be a woman of the world
some day.'

'Don't tease, Nancy. And what would it matter if he _was_ there
to-morrow?'

'Oh! I don't know. But I shouldn't particularly like his lordship to
imagine that I went in the hope of paying my respects to him, and
having the reward of a gracious smile.'

'One can't always be thinking about what other people think,' said
Jessica impatiently. 'You're too sensitive. Any one else in your
position would have lots of such friends.'

'In my position! What _is_ my position?'

'Culture is everything now-a-days,' observed Miss. Morgan, with the
air of one who feels herself abundantly possessed of that
qualification.

But Nancy laughed.