He was deep in the chest, thin in the flanks, firm on the legs--in two words a magnificent human animal, wrought up to the highest pitch of physical development, from head to foot.

This was Mr.Geoffrey Delamayn--commonly called "the honorable;" and meriting that distinction in more ways than one.

He was honorable, in the first place, as being the son (second son) of that once-rising solicitor, who was now Lord Holchester.

He was honorable, in the second place, as having won the highest popular distinction which the educational system of modern England can bestow--he had pulled the stroke-oar in a University boat-race.

Add to this, that nobody had ever seen him read any thing but a newspaper, and that nobody had ever known him to be backward in settling a bet--and the picture of this distinguished young Englishman will be, for the present, complete.
Blanche's eye naturally rested on him.