Miss Reinhart is a very beautiful woman of the world, as graceful, well-bred and self-possessed as a duchess." "She is not half so beautiful as mamma," I cried.
"No, little faithful heart; not one-half," said Sir Roland.
"I must say that she seems to me far more like a fine lady visitor than a governess," said my mother.
"You will find her all right," said Sir Roland, brightly.

"She seems to understand her duties and to be quite competent for them.

I fancy you will like her Beatrice, darling; after all, it will be some thing to have some one to amuse us.

How well she tells a story! with what brilliancy and verve!" "I want no more amusement than I find with you and Laura," said my mother.

"You are all-sufficient to me.