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"Better than 'unimpeccable'?" came from behind the paper.

Always mocking; always smiling at her. Might the day never come when even her most innocent and earnest remark failed to amuse him. Not that her remarks were amusing, of course; nor that she was clever, thank God; but he could always make them amusing--to himself, at any rate.

"No, this Miss Stuart."

"Which Miss Stuart?"

The General dropped the paper and left it unheeded on the glowing scarlet, blue and green of the thick Turkey carpet.

"This one, dear," explained Lady Calderton, raising the letter. "Apparently she is absolutely everything that we want for Anthony. Everything. And is of 'unimpeccable' character."

"Get her at once, my dear," urged the General. "The sort of governess one so seldom has the pleasure of meeting. I distinctly remember that all the governesses I encountered in my mis-spent youth, were definitely impeccable... Never an 'un'... We must snap her up."

"Oh, I don't know," mused Lady Calderton. "Good governesses are plentiful nowadays."