He said he read all the reports from India, and asked her whether she did not admire Lord Ormont, our general of cavalry, whose charge at the head of fifteen hundred horse in the last great battle shattered the enemy's right wing, and gave us the victory--rolled him up and stretched him out like a carpet for dusting.

Miss Vincent exclaimed that it was really strange, now, he should speak of Lord Ormont, for she had been speaking of him herself in morning to one of her young ladies, whose mind was bent on his heroic deeds.

Matey turned his face to the group of young ladies, quite pleased that one of them loved his hero; and he met a smile here and there--not from Miss Aminta Farrell.

She was a complete disappointment to the boys that day.

"Aminta" was mouthed at any allusions to her.
So, she not being a match for Matey, they let her drop.