"In her letters; again and again."
"I hardly thought—"
"That you had taken her by storm? You have; and I was surprised, for she is not easily won."
Not a civil speech, which this girl only resented by placing a pair of old-fashioned double glasses across her small nose, and looking at him with a gravity that was quite comical.
"But now that I have met you I can readily understand."
The same look through the glasses; sphinx-like, she seemed impervious both to depreciation and compliment.
"And she has left you alone all the morning? I am afraid you must have been bored."
"Thank you. I had my work."
It was an exquisite piece of art needlework. Water-lilies and yellow irises on a purple ground. She confessed it was her own design.
"And books?"