In point of fact, she was too clever for him. With her mother to back her, this little minx of seventeen would have been a match for a more experienced lady-killer than Mr. Cyril Chatteris. In vain he laughed at her, talked at her, made eyes at her, and chatted with her over the teacups. She was impervious.
In point of fact, she was too clever for him. With her mother to back her, this little minx of seventeen would have been a match for a more experienced lady-killer than Mr. Cyril Chatteris. In vain he laughed at her, talked at her, made eyes at her, and chatted with her over the teacups. She was impervious.