"Oh, good gracious me! don't call me Miss O'Hara. I'm Biddy to my friends--Biddy O'Hara, at your service--great fun, too, I can tell you. You ask my father what he thinks of me. Poor old gentleman, I expect he's crying like anything this minute without his Biddy to coddle him. He said I wanted polishing, and so he sent me here. I have never been in England before, and I don't at all know if I will like it. By the way, what's your name? I didn't quite catch it."