penetrating look. An inscrutable smile played about her lips. She clearly fancied that Mr. Brunt was betraying a deeper interest in the "delicate blonde" than he intended.
"Exactly," said John, in answer to Mrs. Ellerton's remark. "That is doubtless one reason why she has been so successful in maintaining her incognito."
"Is she of good family?" queried the genealogical aunt.
"I do not know much about her antecedents. She lives with an invalided father to whom she has devoted her life."
"Is she unmarried?" Mrs. Ellerton asked, with growing interest.
"Yes," said I, not wishing to be wholly left out of the conversation.
"She is much sought," Brunt answered. "Mr. Dickson, for instance, worships the ground she walks on. In fact, we are all more or less her slaves."
"John," said I, with emphasis, "I question whether my esteem for her is equal to yours."
