Your taste agrees with my own." She was silent a moment, looking at him.

Then suddenly--"Tell me something about Mr.Hudson," she demanded.

"You are great friends!" "Oh yes," said Rowland; "we are great friends." "Tell me about him.

Come, begin!" "Where shall I begin?
You know him for yourself." "No, I don't know him; I don't find him so easy to know.

Since he has finished my bust and begun to come here disinterestedly, he has become a great talker.