Milly, it's true," she said, to be exact, "has no natural sense of social values, doesn't in the least understand our differences or know who's who or what's what."

Milly, it's true," she said, to be exact, "has no natural sense of social values, doesn't in the least understand our differences or know who's who or what's what."
He's not, compared with other possibilities, 'in' it.
"Mercy, no—far from it.
"You scarcely call him, I suppose, one of the dukes."
Yet he stuck a minute to the subject.
It had made her again impatient.
"Ah you know what I hold about that poor girl!"
To which he added: "You absolutely hold that that poor girl doesn't?"
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"Oh!" Densher answered with a sound like his lordship's own.
"Don't care for Lord Mark."
"Don't say too much?"
But I'm glad I don't."
"You oughtn't to make me say too much.
She shook her head in beautiful grave deprecation.
"You conceive it a real escape then not to care for him?"
That's Aunt Maud's security, though she doesn't yet fully recognise it—besides being Milly's own."
Milly's own state of mind, however," she went on, "is lucky.
What they think of their enemies, goodness knows, is bad enough; but I'm still more struck with what they think of their friends.