'I'd like to meet him up at the Grange.' Temple, she said, had left the Navy and was reading in London for the Bar—good news to me.
'You have not told us anything about your princess, Harry,' Janet observed on the ride home.
'Do you take her for a real person, Janet?'
'One thinks of her as a snow-mountain you've been admiring.'
'Very well; so let her be.'
'Is she kind and good?'
'Yes.'
'Does she ride well?'
'She rides remarkably well.'
'She's fair, I suppose?'