'
'Are you not glad you came over?' said Lady Mabel to him as he was
going off the ground without seeing her.
'Pretty well,' he said.
'Is it not better than stalking?'
'Lawn-tennis?'
'Yes;--lawn-tennis--with Miss Boncassen.'
'She plays uncommonly well.'
'And so do you.'
'Ah, she has such an eye for distances.'
'And you,--what have you an eye for? Will you answer me a
question?'
'Well,--yes; I think so.'
'Truly.'
'Certainly; if I do answer it.'
'Do you not think her the most beautiful creature you ever saw in
your life?' He pushed back his cap and looked at her without
making any immediate answer. 'I do. Now tell me what you think.'
'I think that perhaps she is.'
'I knew you would say so. You are so honest that you could not
bring yourself to tell a fib,--even to me about that. Come here
and sit down for a moment.' Of course he sat down by her. 'You
know that Frank came to see me at Grex?'
'He never mentioned it.'
'Dear me;--how odd!'
'It was odd,' said he in a voice which showed that he was angry.
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