I think myself that a pink rose is very pretty.

Something a little different from the red and white varieties." Esther murmured, "Naturally," and opened her strange eyes widely so that he could see the mischief which was like a blue flash in the depths of them.

He coloured faintly.
"I fear I am talking nonsense! The fact is that I am thinking of something else.

Something so important that it occupies my mind completely.

That is why, Esther, I wished to speak with you alone." The girl was thoroughly interested now.