The general was a delightful old man, more like an English general officer than any other Frenchman I ever met.

Madame D'Henin was like an Englishwoman not unaccustomed to courts and wholly unspoiled by them.

Mademoiselle D'Henin, very pretty, united the qualities of a denizen of the inmost circles of the fashionable world with those of a really serious student, to a degree I have never seen equalled.

They were great friends of the Bishop of London, and Mademoiselle D'Henin used to correspond with him.

She was earnestly religious, and I remember her telling me of a _demele_ she had had with her confessor.