Really, my dear, with his physique and voice and manner that fellow undoubtedly has a future in the Episcopal Church.

I dare say he'll be wearing the lawn sleeves and rochet of a bishop before he's forty." "Did it ever occur to you, Aunt Bell, that he is--well, just the least trifle--I was going to say, vain of his appearance--but I'll make it 'self-conscious' ?" "Child, don't you know that a young man, really beautiful without being effeminate, is bound to be conscious of it.

But vain he is not.

It mortifies him dreadfully, though he pretends to make light of it." "But why speak of it so often?
He was telling me to-day of an elderly Englishman who addressed him on the train, telling him what a striking resemblance he bore to the Prince of Wales when he was a youth." "Quite so; and he told me yesterday of hearing a lady in the drug-store ask the clerk who 'that handsome stranger' was.

But, my dear, he tells them as jokes on himself, and he's so sheepish about it.