Voice and smile were alike engaging.

Their owner was not exactly pretty, but she had very large dark eyes, and a small glowing face, set in a profusion of hair.

Her neck, the General thought, was the slenderest he had ever seen, and the slight round lines of her form spoke of youth in its first delicate maturity.

He followed her obediently, and they were all soon in the garden again, and free of the crowd.

Miss Floyd led the way across the grass with the General.
"Ah! now you will see the General will begin to like us," said Miss Boyson.