Comedy in the Full Moon
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‘I dislike that man,’ said Miss Phyllis, with energy.
‘I have liked others better,’ said the Earl.
There was silence for a little as they walked up the laurelled path, which wound by hazel thicket and fir-wood to the low ridges of moor.
‘I call him Charles Surface,’ said Miss Phyllis again, with a meditative air. ‘I am no dabbler in the water-colours of character, but I think I could describe him.’
‘Try,’ said the Earl.
‘Mr Charles Eden,’ began the girl, ‘is a man of talent. He has edged his way to fortune by dint of the proper enthusiasms and a seductive manner. He is a politician of repute and a lawyer of some practice, but his enemies say that like necessity he knows no law, and even his friends shrink from insisting upon his knowledge of politics
