He sits with them in the garden in the evening.
I think he smokes."

Winterbourne listened with interest to these disclosures;
they helped him to make up his mind about Miss Daisy.
Evidently she was rather wild. "Well," he said, "I am not
a courier, and yet she was very charming to me."

"You had better have said at first," said Mrs. Costello with dignity,
"that you had made her acquaintance."

"We simply met in the garden, and we talked a bit."

"Tout bonnement! And pray what did you say?"

"I said I should take the liberty of introducing her to my admirable aunt."

"I am much obliged to you."

"It was to guarantee my respectability," said Winterbourne.

"And pray who is to guarantee hers?"

"Ah, you are cruel!" said the young man. "She's a very nice young girl."

"You don't say that as if you believed it," Mrs. Costello observed.

"She is completely uncultivated," Winterbourne went on.
"But she is wonderfully pretty, and, in short, she is very nice.
To prove that I believe it, I am going to take her to the