Boyson too, a fine soldier and a fine intelligence, had a mind stored with Washingtoniana.

Every now and then he and the curator fell back on each other's company.

They knew well that the others were not worthy of their opportunity; although General Hobson, seeing that most of the memories touched belonged to a period before the Revolution, obeyed the dictates of politeness, and made amends for his taciturnity indoors by a talkative vein outside.
Captain Boyson was not, however, wholly occupied with history or reminiscence.

He perceived very plainly before the walk was over that the General's good-looking nephew and Miss Daphne Floyd were interested in each other's conversation.

When they joined the party in the garden it seemed to him that they had been disputing.