"What is the lady like ?" But the man's descriptive powers were not equal to his admiration.

"I couldn't tell you what she's like, sir," he said.

"But she's that sort of young lady as makes you feel you oughtn't to talk to her with your hat on.

Ever met that sort of lady, sir ?" Merefleet uttered a short laugh.

The man's simplicity amused him.
"I can't say I have," he said carelessly.