I like Doctor Claudius." Lady Victoria smoothed her rebellious brown hair at the huge over-gilt pier-glass of the little drawing-room which she and Margaret had in common.
"I like him too," said the Duke.

"He is a gentleman.

Why don't you do your hair like the American women--all fuzzy, over your eyes?
I should think it would be much less trouble." "It's not neat," said her ladyship, still looking into the glass.

Then suddenly, "Do you know what I think ?" "Well ?" "I believe Mr.Barker would like to marry Margaret himself." "Pshaw! Victoria, don't talk nonsense.

Who ever heard of such a thing! The Duke rose and walked once up and down the room; then he sat down again in the same place.