"I was willing enough to be 'made,' as you call it," says Mr. George, smoking not quite so placidly as before, for since the entrance of Judy he has been in some measure disturbed by a fascination, not of the admiring kind, which obliges him to look at her as she stands by her grandfather's chair, "but on the whole, I am glad I wasn't now."

"I was willing enough to be 'made,' as you call it," says Mr. George, smoking not quite so placidly as before, "but on the whole, I am glad I wasn't now."
