"Oh, don't you think so? It depends how you say it. Like Beauchamp and Cholmondeley."
"And what is it when pronounced properly?"
"It's a chain that hangs round your neck, and when you don't quite know what to say to anybody you play with it carelessly. Same as men smoking cigarettes, only better for you."
"I see. Well, here we have a hundred of the best."
The attendant got to business at once.
"This one," he said, holding up rather a jolly one, "comes out at ten guineas."
"Tell him," I whispered to Miss Middleton, "that we've only come out with three."
"That's very pretty," she said. "Are those moon-stones?"
"Yes, madam. The fashionable stone this year."
"It's more for next year that we want it."