"How nicknames do cling to one!"
"I don't believe I should know him by any other now. It suits him much better than his own, as he doesn't look the least in the world like a James."
"How old is your cousin?" asks Florence, with an eye to business.
"A year older than I am."
"And that is——"
"Nineteen."
"Indeed! I should have thought you older than that."
"He is very like me, and he is a dragoon!" says Lilian, proudly. "But I have never seen him since he was gazetted."
"Then you have not seen him in his uniform?" says Guy.
"No. But he tells me," glancing at her letter, "he looks 'uncommonly jolly' in it."