Ah! that shrewd fellow, Demorest, was right.

Joan, dear Joan, was only a woman after all.
"Then he'll be the more agreeably astonished," he returned, gayly, "and I think YOU will, too, Joan.

For Dick isn't a bad-looking fellow; most women like him.

It's true," he continued, much amused at the novelty of the perfectly natural toss and grimace with which Mrs.Blandford received this statement.
"I think he's been pointed out to me somewhere," she said, thoughtfully; "he's a tall, dark, dissipated-looking man." "Nothing of the kind," laughed her husband.

"He's middle-sized and as blond as your cousin Joe, only he's got a long yellow moustache, and has a quick, abrupt way of talking.