"You give me the key to his character by mentioning Timon. Your future father-in-law is a misanthrope."
Rupert nodded. "Very much so. And Dorinda is----"
"An angel. I know what you are about to say."
"I don't think you do. Dorinda is a good sort."
"Is that all the praise you can bestow on your future wife?"
"It's all she wants. Dorinda doesn't like compliments."
"What an unnatural girl!" laughed Carrington, "and her looks?"
Hendle filled his pipe while he replied and halted in the village square while he did so. "She's got black hair and blue eyes and a ripping figure and is heaps cleverer than I am."
"What a bald description! Has she two eyes and a nose with a mouth under it?"
"How you chaff, Carrington. However, when you come down again, you will see Dorinda for herself. Hallo, here's Kit."