Since the evening of the Berkeleys' dinner the young man's interest had shifted inexplicably from Patty to her father.
"You looked so much like Mr.Benham a little way off," said Patty, as he turned to walk back with her, "that I might have mistaken you for him." "If you only knew it," he replied, laughing, "you have paid me the highest compliment of my life." She blushed.

"I didn't mean it as a compliment." "That makes it all the better.

But don't you like Benham ?" Patty pondered the question.

"I can't get near enough to him either to like or dislike him.

He is very good looking." "He is more than good looking.