He did not seem to like being chastened a bit though.

But how delightful this is! It is like living in another world." The girl was a pretty figure as she stood in the window, tall, lithe, and graceful, with the long soft curves of budding womanhood.

Her face was sweet rather than beautiful, but an artist would have revelled in the delicate strength of the softly rounded chin, and the quick bright play of her expression.

Her hair, of a deep rich brown, with a bronze shimmer where a sunbeam lay athwart it, swept back in those thick luxuriant coils which are the unfailing index of a strong womanly nature.

Her deep blue eyes danced with life and light, while her slightly _retrousse_ nose and her sensitive smiling mouth all spoke of gentle good humour.