"I＇m not speaking of myself." And she wandered off a little.
"No, it isn＇t a fault," said her cousin. "It＇s a merit to be strong."
"Only, if you don＇t suffer they call you hard," Isabel remarked.
They passed out of the smaller drawing-room, into which they had returned from the gallery, and paused in the hall, at the foot of the staircase. Here Ralph presented his companion with her bedroom candle,which he had taken from a niche. "Never mind what they call you. When you do suffer they call you an idiot. The great point＇s to be as happy as possible."