"Very pretty; very beautiful."
"And like a lady?"
"Quite like a lady. There is no mistake about that."
"And she behaved well?"
"Admirably," said the archdeacon, who was in a measure compelled to justify the generosity into which he had been betrayed by his feelings.
"Then she is a paragon," said Mrs. Grantly.
"I don't know what you may call a paragon, my dear. I say that she is a lady, and that she is extremely good-looking, and that she behaved very well. I cannot say less in her favour. I am sure you would not say less yourself, if you had been present."
"She must be a wonderful young woman."
"I don't know anything about her being wonderful."
"She must be wonderful when she has succeeded both with the son and with the father."