"Everybody calls her so. I believe 'Dorothea' is more strictly correct; but she is every inch 'Dolly!'"
"My name is Dorothea too."
"Curious coincidence," said Mervyn, looking down on Dorothea with his odd smile.
"What are the Miss Erskines like?"
"Exactly like other people. A perfect reproduction of all the Browns, Joneses, and Robinsons."
"No, but really—"
"Isabel is plain, if one may venture to say that of any lady. Margot is good-looking—would be beautiful, if she were not an invalid. The Colonel and she are particular friends of mine."
"And Dolly?"
"Dolly is a mere kitten, just out of the school-room,—a little creature always on the go. Not exactly pretty, but she has lovely hair, and there is any amount of fun and sparkle. Sure to be admired."
"And you like her—as much as Margot?"