I never saw any one look so much better.' 'How is the dear mistress, Mr Owen?
and your father?
and Lion?
and the cows?
and--and--' 'Not so fast, Gladys.

Come and see.

They are all quite well.

And the Alderney is my particular charge.' Gladys blushed and smiled.
'You see I came home because you told me, and am as steady as old Time.
Don't I look so?
I am going to shave off my beard--do you approve ?' 'No,' said Gladys, laughing.

She scarcely knew why she felt more at ease with Owen in her present than in her past position.
'Then I won't do it.