"I don＇t care where she takes us to stay, so long as there＇s local colour," said Isabel. "That＇s what we＇re going to London for."
"I suppose that after a girl has refused an English lord she may do anything," her aunt rejoined. "After that one needn＇t stand on tri昀es."
"Should you have liked me to marry Lord Warburton?" Isabel enquired.
"Of course I should."
"I thought you disliked the English so much."
"So I do; but it＇s all the greater reason for making use of them."
"Is that your idea of marriage?" And Isabel ventured to add that her aunt appeared to her to have made very little use of Mr. Touchett.