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"What breaks me all up," Violet burst out, abandoning the pretense of
picking over her walnuts, and showing, with a little outflung gesture,
how impatient she had been to take it up, "what breaks me all up is how
this'll hit Frederica. She just adores Rodney and she's been simply
wonderful to Rose--for him, of course."
Neither of the men said anything, but she felt a little stir of protest
from both of them and qualified the last phrase.
"Oh, she liked her for herself, too. We all did. We couldn't help it.
But you haven't any idea, either of you, of even the beginning of what
Frederica did for her--steered her just right, and pushed her just
enough, and all the while seeming not to be doing a thing. Freddy's such
a peach at that! And she's been so big-hearted about it; never even
_felt_ jealous. If it had been me, and I'd adored a brother like that,
and he'd gone off and fallen in love with a girl nobody knew, just
because he saw her in a wrestling-match with a street-car conductor, I'd
have wanted, whatever I might have done, to--well, show her up.


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