"Why, darling, he must be the one that they say is going to marry Daisy Van der Horn.

He has got some matrimonial tangle like you have, and when he is through with it, Daisy is such dead nuts on him, they say she is certain to get him to marry her! Do tell me exactly what he is like--I am not over fond of Daisy, you know--but she is a splendid specimen of dash and vim." "He is good-looking, Morri--and he has got 'it.'" "I gathered that from all that I have heard of him here.

Old Miss Buskin, Daisy's aunt, you remember the old horror, says he is 'just too sweet,' and 'that sassy'-- you know her frightfully vulgar way of speaking!--that even she is 'afraid to be alone in the room with him!'" "I dare say--he--looked like that--he ought to suit Daisy," and then Sabine felt she had been spiteful and tried to divert matters by asking where Mr.Cloudwater was.
"Papa will be in in a moment.

He has been dying for you to come back." But the Princess had not done with Mr.Arranstoun yet.

The Van der Horn coterie had rung with his exploits on her return from Italy, and the lurid picture had interested her deeply.
"I do wish I had been at Heronac, Sabine, I would love to have seen that young man.