A few minutes later Lady Beresford was handed a card, inscribed 'Lieutenant Francis Holford King, R.N.;' and shortly thereafter the owner of the card presented himself in the drawing-room. Now, there can be no doubt that her Majesty's uniform, especially when women-folk are the spectators, lends a certain dignity to the human figure; but, even in ordinary dress, this new-comer would have seemed to most a manly-looking, well-built young fellow, who had some decision in his face, and a very straightforward way of looking at people. He was of middle height, slight and square-shouldered; his forehead square; his hair black, likewise the short moustache twisted at the ends; while his eyes were of that singularly dark and luminous blue that one never sees, oddly enough, except in the eyes of sailors. However, there was nothing of the robustious, shiver-my-timbers, conventional sailor about him; his manner was somewhat reserved; he had a touch of gravity beyond his years; perhaps he had acquired it through being put at an early age in command of so many men; but it never forsook him--not even in the ward-room, among his brother officers. He seemed shy, also. When he had shaken hands with Lady Beresford and her daughters, and sat down, there was a distinct flush on the sun-brown face, and he proceeded to say, hastily, 'I--I heard you had come down here at the end of the season, Lady Beresford--Admiral Stratherne told me--and I had a telegram to send off; so I thought I might take the chance of finding you not gone abroad yet.' 'I am not going abroad this year,' Lady Beresford said, wearily. 'Really my nerves cannot stand the perpetual fatigue and worry of the railway stations and hotels. But the girls are going--by themselves. It is becoming quite common now. They don't want even to have a maid with them; and really I am ashamed of the attention I require----' 'Nan is going with us too,' said Miss Beresford, staring into the fireplace, where there was no fire. 'Oh! indeed,' said the grave young lieutenant. 'She has never been abroad before. Won't her eyes grow big! She has a great capacity for wonder and admiration; she will do all our reverence for us at the proper shrines.' 'You have seen Sir George recently, then?' said Lady Beresford. 'At Portsmouth last week. They were all down from the Admiralty.' 'What a dear old gentleman he is!' she said. 'He is the finest sailor and the best-hearted gentleman in her Majesty's service--and that's not saying a small thing,' was the answer, prompt and straight. 'You are a great pet of his,' said Miss Beresford, 'are you not?' 'He has been a very good friend to me. But you needn't imagine it is because of that I respect him--that I more than respect him--I love him.'