Practice Typing

The young gentleman was her distant cousin, she told me, and his name Richard Carstone. He was a handsome youth with an ingenuous face and a most engaging laugh; and after she had called him up to where we sat, he stood by us, in the light of the fire, talking gaily, like a light hearted boy. He was very young, not more than nineteen then, if quite so much, but nearly two years older than she was.