And until you are married off, I
have no prospect of ever being anything but second choice."
Angelique laughed.
"Your clever tongue so fascinates men that this is all mockery, your
being second choice. But indeed I like men, Peggy; if they had not the
foolishness of falling in love."
"Angelique Saucier, when do you intend to settle in life?"
"I do not know," said the French girl slowly. "It is pleasant to be as
we are."
Peggy glanced at her through the dark.
"Do you intend to be a nun?"
"No, I have no vocation."
"Well, if you don't marry, the time will come when you'll be called an
old maid."
"That is what mama says. It is a pity to make ugly names for good
women."
"I'll be drawn and quartered before I'll be called an old maid," said
Peggy fiercely. "What difference does it make, after all, which of these
simpletons one takes for a husband? Were you ever in love with one of
them, Angelique?"
Peggy had the kind of eyes which show a disk of light in the dark, and
they revealed it as she asked this question.
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