"I wish I had!" said Isabel, simply, apparently forgetting for the moment that her poverty had been a venial fault for two gallant gentlemen.
In spite of Sir Matthew Hope＇s benevolent recommendation Madame Merle did not remain to the end, as the issue of poor Mr. Touchett＇s malady had now come frankly to be designated. She was under pledges to other people which had at last to be redeemed, and she left Gardencourt with the understanding that she should in any event see Mrs.Touchett there again, or else in town, before quitting England. Her parting with Isabel was even more like the beginning of a friendship than their meeting had been. "I＇m going to six places in succession, but I shall see no one I like so well as you. They＇ll all be old friends, however; one doesn＇t make new friends at my age. I＇ve made a great exception for you. You must remember that and must think as well of me as possible. You must reward me by believing in me."