CHAPTER XXXVI.
"Well," said Miss Verjoos, when her sister overtook her, Mr.Euston having stopped at his own gate, "you and your latest discovery seemed to be getting on pretty well from the occasional sounds which came to my ears.

What is he like ?" "He's charming," declared Miss Clara.
"Indeed," remarked her sister, lifting her eyebrows.

"You seem to have come to a pretty broad conclusion in a very short period of time.
'Charming' doesn't leave very much to be added on longer acquaintance, does it ?" "Oh, yes it does," said Miss Clara, laughing.

"There are all degrees: Charming, very charming, most charming, and _perfectly_ charming." "To be sure," replied the other.

"And there is the descending scale: Perfectly charming, most charming, very charming, charming, very pleasant, quite nice, and, oh, yes, well enough.