"There's not a finer fellow in the service," Osborne said, "nor a better officer, though he is not an Adonis, certainly." And he looked towards the glass himself with much naivete; and in so doing, caught Miss Sharp's eye fixed keenly upon him, at which he blushed a little, and Rebecca thought in her heart, "Ah, mon beau Monsieur! I think I have YOUR gauge"--the little artful minx!

"There's not a finer fellow in the army," Osborne said, "nor a better officer, though he is not an Adonis, certainly." And he looked towards the mirror; and caught Miss Sharp's eye fixed keenly upon him, at which he blushed a little.
Rebecca thought, "Ah, mon beau Monsieur! I think I have your measure."
