He slightly inclined himself, smiling; he had an excellent manner with women.

The girl appreciated it in an instant; she had not forgotten that this was Lord Warburton.

"I should like very much to show it to you," he added.
"Don't believe him," cried the old man; "don't look at it! It's a wretched old barrack--not to be compared with this." "I don't know--I can't judge," said the girl, smiling at Lord Warburton.
In this discussion Ralph Touchett took no interest whatever; he stood with his hands in his pockets, looking greatly as if he should like to renew his conversation with his new-found cousin.
"Are you very fond of dogs ?" he enquired by way of beginning.

He seemed to recognise that it was an awkward beginning for a clever man.
"Very fond of them indeed." "You must keep the terrier, you know," he went on, still awkwardly.
"I'll keep him while I'm here, with pleasure." "That will be for a long time, I hope." "You're very kind.

I hardly know.