it. After staring a moment in mute surprise, she said—
"Well Helen, I suppose I ought to congratulate you—and I am glad to see you so happy; but I did not think you would take him; and I can't help feeling surprised that you should like him so much."
"Why so?"
"Because you are so superior to him in every way, and there's something so bold—and reckless about him—so, I don't know how—but I always feel a wish to get out of his way, when I see him approach."
"You are timid, Milicent, but that's no fault of his."
"And then his look," continued she. "People say he's handsome, and of course he is, but I don't like that kind of beauty; and I wonder that you should."
"Why so, pray?"
"Well, you know, I think there's nothing noble or lofty in his appearance."
