"It＇s not that I＇m afraid of your repeating what I say," her fellow visitor answered; "I＇m afraid, on the contrary, of your taking it too much to yourself. You＇d judge me too harshly; you＇re of the cruel age." She preferred for the present to talk to Isabel of Isabel, and exhibited the greatest interest in our heroine＇s history,sentiments, opinions, prospects. She made her chatter and listened to her chatter with infinite good nature.This 昀attered and quickened the girl, who was struck with all the distinguished people her friend had known and with her having lived, as Mrs. Touchett said, in the best company in Europe. Isabel thought the better of herself for enjoying the favour of a person who had so large a 昀eld of comparison; and it was perhaps partly to gratify the sense of pro昀ting by comparison that she often appealed to these stores of reminiscence.Madame Merle had been a dweller in many lands and had social ties in a dozen different countries. "I don＇t pretend to be educated," she would say, "but I think I know my Europe;" and she spoke one day of going to Sweden to stay with an old friend, and another of proceeding to Malta to follow up a new acquaintance.With England, where she had often dwelt, she was thoroughly familiar, and for Isabel＇s benefit threw a great deal of light upon the customs of the country and the character of the people, who "after all," as she was fond of saying, were the most convenient in the world to live with.