She carried herself rippingly without the blanket, and I never saw a more beautiful hand in my life--but one," he added, as his fingers at that moment closed on hers, and held them tightly, in spite of the indignant little effort at withdrawal.

"She may yet be able to give them all points in dignity and that kind of thing, and pay Master Frank back in his own coin.

I do not see, after all, that he is the martyr." Lambert's voice got softer, for he still held Mrs.Townley's fingers, the footman not having the matter in his eye,--and then he spoke still more seriously on sentimental affairs of his own, in which he evidently hoped she would take some interest.

Indeed, it is hard to tell how far the case might have been pushed if she had not suddenly looked a little forbidding and imperious.

For even people of no notable height, with soft features, dark brown eyes, and a delightful little laugh, may appear rather regal at times.