"She's really perfectly lovely, you know.

Far prettier than any girl I've seen over here yet." "That's precisely on what I perhaps most build." And she mused a moment in her friend's way.

"I should positively like to take her in hand!" He humoured the fancy, though indeed finally to deprecate it.

"Oh but don't, in your zeal, go over to her! I need you most and can't, you know, be left." But she kept it up.

"I wish they'd send her out to me!" "If they knew you," he returned, "they would." "Ah but don't they ?--after all that, as I've understood you you've told them about me ?" He had paused before her again, but he continued his course "They WILL--before, as you say, I've done." Then he came out with the point he had wished after all most to make.