“There I know you’re wrong,” I said warmly. “On the contrary, John is very fond of you.”
“Oh, yes—_John_. I meant Lawrence. Not, of course, that I care whether Lawrence hates me or not. Still, it’s rather horrid when no one loves you, isn’t it?”
“But they do, Cynthia dear,” I said earnestly. “I’m sure you are mistaken. Look, there is John—and Miss Howard—”
Cynthia nodded rather gloomily. “Yes, John likes me, I think, and of course Evie,
“There I know you’re wrong,” I said warmly. “On the contrary, John is very fond of you.”
“Oh, yes—_John_. I meant Lawrence. Not, of course, that I care whether Lawrence hates me or not. Still, it’s rather horrid when no one loves you, isn’t it?”
“But they do, Cynthia dear,” I said earnestly. “I’m sure you are mistaken. Look, there is John—and Miss Howard—”
Cynthia nodded rather gloomily. “Yes, John likes me, I think, and of course Evie,
