"
"I have noticed her," remarked the Philosopher. "Her manners strike
me as really quite exceptional."
"I never could stand any one about me with carroty hair," remarked
the Girton Girl.
"I should hardly call it carroty," contended the Philosopher.
"There is a golden tint of much richness underlying, when you look
closely."
"She is a very good girl," agreed the Woman of the World; "but I am
afraid I shall have to get rid of her. The other woman servants
don't get on with her."
"Do you know whether she is engaged or not?" demanded the Minor
Poet.
"At the present moment," answered the Woman of the World, "she is
walking out, I believe, with the eldest son of the 'Blue Lion.' But
she is never adverse to a change. If you are really in earnest
about the matter--"
"I was not thinking of myself," said the Minor Poet. "But suppose
some young gentleman of personal attractions equal to those of the
'Blue Lion,' or even not quite equal, possessed of two or three
thousand a year, were to enter the lists, do you think the 'Blue
Lion' would stand much chance?"
"Among the Upper Classes," continued the Minor Poet, "opportunity
for observing female instinct hardly exists.
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