"Bratty is a donkey."
"She would be the last to deny it, but he is certain to be a duke if he lives, and she would marry a man that had to be led round with a string for the sake of being called 'your grace' by the servants. She'll never be anything but a third-rate duchess, and people that tolerate her now will snub her the moment she gives herself airs. But I suppose she thinks a duchess is a duchess."
"Money goes pretty far with us," said Lady Victoria, dryly.
"Doesn't it? Nevertheless--you know it as well as I do--among the people that really count other things go further, and duchesses have been put in their place before this--you have done it yourself. Julia Kaye has kept her head so far because she has been hunting for strawberry leaves, and there is no denying she's clever; but once she is in the upper air--well, I have seen her as rude as she dares be, and if she became a d