Have you had a good voyage?
Oh, this is Mr Armstrong." Mr Armstrong all this while had been staring through his eye-glass at his co-trustee in no very amiable way, and now replied to that gentleman's greeting with a somewhat stiff "How do you do ?" "Where on earth did I see you before, my gentleman ?" said he to himself, and having put the riddle, he promptly gave it up.
Mr Oliphant displayed very little interest in his fellow-guardian, but said to Roger-- "The children will be so delighted to see you.

We have talked so much of you.

They will be here directly; they are just putting together their things in the cabin.

But now tell me all about yourself, my boy." Roger did not feel equal to this comprehensive task, and said, "I suppose you'll like to go straight on to Maxfield, wouldn't you ?" "Oh, yes! It may be a day before we get our luggage clear, so we will come to your hotel to-night and go on to-morrow.

Why, my boy, what a cough you have! Ah! here comes Rosalind." The figure which approached the group was that of a young lady about seventeen years of age, tall and slim, clad in a loose cloak which floated about her like a cloud, and considerably encumbered with sundry shawls and bags on one arm, a restive dog in another, and a hat which refused to remain on her head in the wind.
Mr Armstrong was perhaps no great connoisseur of female charms, but he thought, as he slowly tried to make up his mind whether he should venture to assist her, that he had rarely seen a more interesting picture.
Her face was flushed with the glow of youth and health.