Mrs.Grail sat and listened to all that was said, a placid smile on her smooth face.

At length Egremont declared that he was consuming his friend's evening.
'Perhaps you'll let me come some other night ?' he said, as he took up his hat.

'I know very few people indeed who care to talk of these things in the way I like.' Gilbert came back from the door with a look of pleasure.
'Now, isn't he a fine fellow, mother?
I'm so glad you've seen him.' 'He seems a very pleasant young man indeed,' Mrs.Grail replied.

'He's not quite the picture I'd made of him, but his way of speaking makes you like him from the very first.' 'I never heard him say a word yet that didn't sound genuine,' Gilbert added.

'He speaks what he thinks, and you won't find many men who make you feel that.