And then, bless you, she has seen such a lot! Her talk is full of the oddest allusions!" "It is altogether a very singular type of young lady," said Rowland, after the visit which I have related at length.

"It may be a charm, but it is certainly not the orthodox charm of marriageable maidenhood, the charm of shrinking innocence and soft docility.

Our American girls are accused of being more knowing than any others, and Miss Light is nominally an American.

But it has taken twenty years of Europe to make her what she is.

The first time we saw her, I remember you called her a product of the old world, and certainly you were not far wrong." "Ah, she has an atmosphere," said Roderick, in the tone of high appreciation.
"Young unmarried women," Rowland answered, "should be careful not to have too much!" "Ah, you don't forgive her," cried his companion, "for hitting you so hard! A man ought to be flattered at such a girl as that taking so much notice of him." "A man is never flattered at a woman's not liking him." "Are you sure she does n't like you?
That 's to the credit of your humility.