To tell you the truth.

I want to give the dear old philosopher of Wensleydale a pleasant surprise.

I'm afraid he misjudges me; we have not been on the terms of perfect confidence which I should desire.

But this book will delight him, I know.

Let it come as a surprise." Piers undertook to say nothing; and Daniel after washing his hands and face, and smoothing his thin hair, was radiant with gratification.
"Charming girl, Miss Derwent--eh, Piers?
I seem to know the name--Dr.
Derwent?
Why, to be sure! Capital acquaintance for you.