"If I did meet him each time, it was by accident. Do you suppose I put myself in the way of meeting Mr. Raynor?"
"Yes, I do. There!"
"You shall not say these things to me, Blase. Just because you chance to be a fifteenth cousin of my mother's, you think that gives you a right to lecture me."
"You are always out and about somewhere," contended Blase. "What on earth d'you want at old Sandon's for ever?"
"She is sad and lonely, Blase," was the pleading answer, given in a tone of sweet pity. "Think of her sorrow! Poor Granny Sandon!"
"Why do you call her 'Granny'?" demanded Blase, who was in a fault-finding mood. "She's no granny of yours, Rosaline."
Rosaline laughed slightly. "Indeed, I don't know why we call her 'Granny,' Blase. Every one does. Let me pass."