Though Mr.Anderson's expressions of admiration had been more subdued than usual, though he had endeavored to whisper his love rather than to talk it out loud, still the admiration had been both visible and audible, and especially so to Florence herself.

It was nothing to Sir Magnus with whom his attache flirted.

Anderson was the younger son of a baronet who had a sickly elder brother, and some fortune of his own.

If he chose to marry the girl, that would be well for her; and if not, it would be quite well that the young people should amuse themselves.

He expected Anderson to help to put him on his horse, and to ride with him at the appointed hour.