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I wish you to be imperious in the expression
of your wishes.'
'Lady Kirkbank has a better right than I, if anybody is to be
consulted,' said Lesbia, modestly.
'Lady Kirkbank is an old dear, who gets on delightfully with everybody.
But you are more sensitive. Your comfort might be marred by an obnoxious
presence. I will ask nobody whom you do not like--who is not thoroughly
_simpatico_. Have you no particular friends of your own choosing whom
you would like me to ask?'
Lesbia confessed that she had no such friends. She liked everybody
tolerably; but she had not a talent for friendship. Perhaps it was
because in the London season one was too busy to make friends.
'I can fancy two girls getting quite attached to each other, out of the
season,' she said, 'but in May and June life is all a rush and a
scramble----'
'And one has no time to gather wayside flowers of friendship,'
interjected Mr. Smithson. 'Still, if there are no people for whom you
have an especial liking, there _must_ be people whom you detest.'
Lesbia owned that it was so.


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