"I came across him once at Boulogne.

Rather a dull sort of fellow he seemed." Lady Anselman sighed.
"I am afraid Geraldine found him so," she agreed.

"Her mother is very disappointed.

I can't help thinking myself, though, that a girl with her appearance ought to do better." The Colonel reflected for a moment.
"Seems to me I've heard something about Thomson somewhere," he said, half to himself.

"By-the-bye, who is the pale girl with the wonderful eyes, to whom your nephew is making himself so agreeable ?" "That is Isabel Worth," Lady Anselman replied.