"Will you see him?"
"I suppose I have no good excuse for declining," said the young lady, shrugging her shoulders.
"He may wish to see you on important business," said Mrs. Sheldon, playfully.
"I hope not," said the young lady, looking alarmed. "If I thought so, I wouldn't go down."
"Oh, don't let my words influence you, my dear. It may be an ordinary call. Besides, if it were not, the major is considered a desirable parti."
"Not by me," returned Grace, with emphasis.
"What have you to object to him? He is good-looking."
"Ye-es, I suppose so," admitted Grace, with evident reluctance.
"Let me assure you, my dear Grace, that he is considered decidedly distingue."
"I would sooner admit that than that he is good-looking. He doesn't look good to me."