I obey you, Miss Grey." "But his daughter?
Did you say you knew his daughter ?" pursued Miss Gascoigne.
"Oh yes, casually.

A charming girl she was! very pretty, though immature.

Those large, fair women sometimes do not look their best until near thirty.

And she had a glorious voice.

She and I used to sing duets-together continually." He might not have thought what he was doing--it is but charity to suppose so; that he spoke only after his usual careless and somewhat presumptuous style of speaking about all women, but he must have been struck by the horrified expression of Miss Gascoigne's face.
"Sing duets together! a young man in your position, and a young woman in hers! Without a mother, too!" "Oh, her father was generally present, if you think of propriety.