His forces were, the anticipation of victory, a carefully arranged toilet, and an unaccustomed spirit of enterprise in the realms of speech; for he was no longer in such awe of Lady Camper.
'You have slept well ?' she inquired.
'Excellently, my lady: 'Yes, your daughter tells me she heard you, as she went by your door in the morning for a ride to meet my nephew.

You are, I shall assume, prepared for business.' 'Elizabeth ?...

to meet... ?' General Ople's impression of anything extraneous to his emotion was feeble and passed instantly.

'Prepared! Oh, certainly'; and he struck in a compliment on her ladyship's fresh morning bloom.
'It can hardly be visible,' she responded; 'I have not painted yet.' 'Does your ladyship proceed to your painting in the very early morning ?' 'Rouge.

I rouge.' 'Dear me! I should not have supposed it.' 'You have speculated on it very openly, General.