He was fair-haired and smiling; he carried his hat under his arm; and he wore a light suit and a rose in his button-hole--this was all she had time to see before he was at her side.
'May I introduce myself?
I must!--Miss Manisty told me to come and find you.

I'm Reggie Brooklyn--Mrs.Burgoyne's friend.

Haven't you heard of me?
I look after her when Manisty ought to, and doesn't; I'm going to take you all to St.Peter's next week.' Lucy looked up to see a charming face, lit by the bluest of blue eyes, adorned moreover by a fair moustache, and an expression at once confident and appealing.
Was this the 'delightful boy' from the Embassy Mrs.Burgoyne had announced to her?
No doubt.

The colour rose softly in her cheek.

She was not accustomed to young gentlemen with such a manner and such a _savoir faire_.
'Won't you sit down ?' She moved sedately to one side of the bench.
He settled himself at once, fanning himself with his hat, and looking at her discreetly.
'You're American, aren't you?
You don't mind my asking you ?' 'Not in the least.