"You have perhaps heard of my young kinsman, Basil Carruthers ?" "The heir of Ulverston ?" she said.

"Certainly.

He is one of the prizes in the matrimonial market at present, colonel." Colonel Mostyn drew a very animated and interesting portrait of his young charge.
"He wants modernizing; his ideas are dated two hundred years back.

Lady Lisle, there is no one who could work such wonders for him as you." "What could I do ?" she asked, with a conscious smile.
"You could modernize him and humanize him.

Will you allow me to introduce him to you?
And will you take him in hand a little--teach him something of life as it is, not as he dreams of it ?" "What if he burns his wings, like many other silly moths ?" she asked, laughingly.
"It would do him all the good in the world," he replied, with enthusiasm.