Manford, Miss Bruss, and the Marcheza

The Lyons had been marrying for nearly two years now. Nona's love for her brother was too disinterested for her not to rejoice in this. The sisters in law were soon the best of friends, if Nona had a fault to find with Lita. Mrs. Manford would glance with partenable pride at the glorious Gainesboro over the dining-room mantelpiece which she sometimes almost mistook for an ancestral portrait. After all, in spite of the Pascal tradition, there was no shame in being in trade.