Isabel blushed a little as she concluded this speech,and the blush, together with the momentary ardour she had thrown into it, was so becoming to her that Ralph stood smiling at her for a moment after she had ceased speaking. "I＇m not sure the Paci昀c＇s so green as that,"he said; "but you＇re a young woman of imagination.Henrietta, however, does smell of the Future—it almost knocks one down!"