"Vexatious! Is the little girl going with us, Guy?"
"I don't know yet I half apprehend, yes; there seems to be a doubt in her grandfather's mind, not whether he can let her go, but whether he can keep her, and that looks like it."
"Is it your little cousin who proved the successful rival of the woodcock to-day, Charlton?" said Mrs. Evelyn. "What is she?"
"I don't know, Ma'am, upon my word. I presume Carleton will tell you she is something uncommon and quite remarkable."
"Is she, Mr. Carleton?"
"What, Ma'am?"
"Uncommon?"
"Very."
"Come? That is something, from you," said Rossitur's brother officer, Lieut. Thorn.
"What's the uncommonness?" said Mrs. Thorn, addressing herself rather to Mr. Rossitur as she saw Mr. Carleton's averted eye; "Is she handsome, Mr. Rossitur?"