"I don't know that I can tell you what she's like."
"Is she like Miss Kentish? You remember Miss Kentish at Hampstead?"
He smiled. "Not in the very least."
Rose looked depressed. "Is she like Mrs. 'Enderson down at Fleet?"
"That's nearer. But she's not like Mrs. Henderson. She's—she's charming."
"So's Mrs. 'Enderson."
"It's another sort of charm. I don't even know whether you'd see it."
"Ah, you should have seen Mrs. 'Enderson with Baby. They was a perfect picture."
"That's it. I can't see Miss Holland with Baby. I can only see her by herself."
"I wish," said Rose, "she was married. Because, if she 'ad been, there might be something——"