"That＇s not what I mean," said Madame Merle. "Miss Archer has seventy thousand pounds."
"Well, it＇s a pity she＇s so charming," the Countess declared. "To be sacrificed, any girl would do. She needn＇t be superior."
"If she weren＇t superior your brother would never look at her. He must have the best."
"Yes," returned the Countess as they went forward a little to meet the others, "he＇s very hard to satisfy. That makes me tremble for her happiness!"