"I met your cousin, Sir Gilbert, in London, I think, Mr. Courage," she
remarked. "He was kind enough to give us tea on the terrace at the House
of Commons."
I bowed.
"Gilbert is rather fond of entertaining his friends there," I remarked.
"It is the one form of frivolity which seems to appeal to him."
"He was very kind," she continued. "He introduced a number of interesting
people to us. The Duke of Westlingham is a relation of yours, is he not?"
"My second cousin," I remarked.
"Is this your first visit to America?" she asked.
"I was once in Canada," I answered. "I have never been in the States."
She smiled at me a little curiously. All the time I felt somehow that she
was taking very careful note of my answers.
"We say in my country, you know," she remarked, "that you Englishmen come
to us for one of two things only--sport or a wife!"
"I hope to get some of the former, at any rate," I answered. "As for the
latter!"
"Well?"
"I have always thought of myself as a bachelor," I said; "but one's good
fortune comes sometimes when one least expects it.
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