She had a great admiration for Kitty and thought that Kitty had been badly treated. She was too cautious to air these opinions openly; she was of the type which does and says nothing openly, but works in the dark to achieve its purpose. At first I thought that Miss Milston was stupid, that her rudeness and gaucherie arose from ignorance, but I soon saw that she was too subtle to give unintentional offense. She calculated to an inch how far she could go with impunity, and enraged me without giving me anything definite to which I could take exception. I never met anybody who could enrage me so easily as Miss Milston. However much I schooled myself beforehand to take no notice of the woman she always roused me to boiling point in a few minutes. She lunched with us every day and at last I came to dread the hour for lunch to be announced, solely on account of Miss Milston. She was really a greedy woman—sometimes I saw her licking her thin lips with her pointed red tongue when she saw an especially succulent dish appear upon the sideboard—but, after Mrs.
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