Phineas had resolved that he would not speak out his mind till he found himself on that spot; that then he would ask her to sit down, and that while she was so seated he would tell her everything.

At the present moment he had on his head a Scotch cap with a grouse's feather in it, and he was dressed in a velvet shooting-jacket and dark knickerbockers; and was certainly, in this costume, as handsome a man as any woman would wish to see.

And there was, too, a look of breeding about him which had come to him, no doubt, from the royal Finns of old, which ever served him in great stead.

He was, indeed, only Phineas Finn, and was known by the world to be no more; but he looked as though he might have been anybody,--a royal Finn himself.

And then he had that special grace of appearing to be altogether unconscious of his own personal advantages.