"Old, child, truly."
"Please don't, mamma! I meant old for darling. You are hardly twenty-five years older than I am. When you talk in that way my life shrivels up before me."
"One can have a great deal of happiness in twenty-five years, my dear."
"I must lose no time in beginning," said Gwendolen, merrily. "The sooner I get my palaces and coaches the better."
"And a good husband who adores you, Gwen," said Mrs. Davilow, encouragingly.
Gwendolen put out her lips saucily and said nothing.

"Old, child, truly."
"Please don't, mamma! You are hardly twenty-five years older than I am. When you talk in that way my life shrivels up before me."
"One can have a great deal of happiness in twenty-five years, my dear."
"I must lose no time," said Gwendolen, merrily. "The sooner I get my palaces and coaches the better."
"And a good husband who adores you, Gwen," said Mrs. Davilow, encouragingly.
Gwendolen put out her lips saucily and said nothing. 