"
"Yes, but I know you better."
"I'm not sure of that," said Isabel, smiling.
"Neither am I, after all; especially when you give me that rather
conceited look. One would think you were awfully pleased with yourself
and had carried off a prize! I suppose that when you refuse an offer
like Lord Warburton's it's because you expect to do something better."
"Ah, my uncle didn't say that!" cried Isabel, smiling still.
CHAPTER 15
It had been arranged that the two young ladies should proceed to
London under Ralph's escort, though Mrs. Touchett looked with little
favour on the plan. It was just the sort of plan, she said, that
Miss Stackpole would be sure to suggest, and she enquired if the
correspondent of the Interviewer was to take the party to stay at a
boarding-house.
"I don't care where she takes us to stay, so long as there's local
colour," said Isabel. "That's what we're going to London for."
"I suppose that after a girl has refused an English lord she may
do anything," her aunt rejoined. "After that one needn't stand on
trifles."
"Should you have liked me to marry Lord Warburton?" Isabel enquired.
"Of course I should.
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