Fotheringham's opinion, far too expensive
for the girl's circumstances. Alicia received the glance without
flinching. It was one of her good points that she was never meek with
the people who disliked her. She merely threw out another inquiry as to
"Miss Vincent."
"One of mamma's acquaintances. She was a private secretary to some one
mamma knows, and she is going to do some work for Oliver when the
session begins.
"Didn't Oliver tell me she is a Socialist?"
Mrs. Fotheringham believed it might be said.
"How Miss Mallory will enjoy herself!" said Alicia, with a little laugh.
"Have you been talking to Oliver about her?" Mrs. Fotheringham stared
rather hard at her cousin.
"Of course. Oliver likes her."
"Oliver likes a good many people."
"Oh no, Cousin Isabel! Oliver likes very few people--very, very few,"
said Miss Drake, decidedly, looking down into the fire.
"I don't know why you give Oliver such an unamiable character! In my
opinion, he is often not so much on his guard as I should like to
see him."
"Oh, well, we can't all be as critical as you, dear Cousin Isabel! But,
anyway, Oliver admires Miss Mallory extremely.
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