"What a beauty! And what a quaintly Oriental name you've chosen for him!" "He is named," said the girl, still icily, "for a statesman my parents admired.

My brother says our Persian's hair is just the same color as Simon Cameron's used to be.

That's why we named him that.

You'll notice the cat has the beautifullest silvery gray hair--" "Prematurely gray, I'm sure," put in Brice, civilly.
She looked at him, in doubt.

But his face was grave.