'Over there, opposite; the left-hand corner.'
'Good-looking chap with the light moustache—next to Myra Mooney?'
'That's it,' she said. 'He seems to be enjoying himself. I'm glad he's got Miss Mooney. He's lucky.'
'He is indeed,' said Aylmer.
'She's a wonderful-looking woman—like an old photograph, or someone in a book,' said Edith.
'Do you care for books?'
'Oh, yes, rather. I've just been discovering Bourget. Fancy, I didn't know about him! I've just read Mensonges for the first time.'
'Oh yes. Rather a pompous chap, isn't he? But you could do worse than read Mensonges for the first time.'
'I have done worse. I've been reading Rudyard Kipling for the last time.'
'Really! Don't you like him? Why?'