Why not, Grace ?" He rose up as he said it, his brown eyes smiling.

Not so bad-looking, certainly.

A fine-looking fellow, as he leaned against the marble mantel, bronzed and bearded, and a thorough gentleman.
"It is all of no use," Grace said, with an answering smile.

"Doctor Danton's numberless perfections will be quite lost on the heiress of Danton Hall.

She is engaged." "What a pity! Who is the lucky man ?" "Hon.