"Deuced odd mistake, finding Virginia dull," remarked that arch hypocrite, at which Letty rewarded him with a brilliant smile.
Sir Archy had got his permission by that time, and he went across the grass to his friends and brought them up.
The two English women looked at Letty with calmly inquisitive eyes full of frank admiration, Letty, with a side-look and an air of extreme modesty, took them from the top of their dainty heads to the soles of their ugly shoes at one single swift glance. Then Mr. Chessingham was presented, and last, Mr. Romaine. Mr. Romaine gave the impression of looking through people when he looked at them and nailing them to the wall with his glance. And Letty was no exception to the rule. He fixed his black eyes on her, and said in a peculiarly soft, smooth voice: "Your name, my dear young lady, is extremely familiar to me. Archibald Corbin and his brothers were known to me well in my youth at Shrewsbury plantation."
"Mr. Archibald Corbin is my grandfather, and he has spoken often of you," replied Letty, gazing with all her eyes.
This then was Mr. Romaine, the eccentric,
