The Colonel put up his eyeglass and looked at her as she came down its length.
"By Jove!" he thought to himself, "I didn't know that the clergyman's daughter was like this; nobody ever said so.

After all, that fellow Morris can't be half such a fool as he looks, for he kept it dark." Then he stepped forward with outstretched hand.
"You must allow me to introduce myself, Miss Fregelius," he said with an old-fashioned and courtly bow, "and to explain that I have the honour to be my son's father." She bowed and answered: "Yes, I think I should have known that from the likeness." "Hum!" said the Colonel.

"Even at my age I am not certain that I am altogether flattered.

Morris is an excellent fellow, and very clever at electrical machines; but I have never considered him remarkable for personal beauty--not exactly an Adonis, or an Apollo, or a Narcissus, you know." "I should doubt whether any of them had such a nice face," replied Stella with a smile.
"My word! Now, that is what I call a compliment worth having.

But I hear the gentleman himself coming.