"Oh, I can't be ready quite as soon as that, Romer dear! Let's go on Tuesday. I'll arrange it all."
"And I'll get Harry to come down with us."
"Thought he was going yachting with the Walmers?"
"Oh no, he's not, after all.... He doesn't really care for the sea."
"Oh!"
"Harry, of course, is sorry for Van Buren," continued Valentia. "And yet he takes Daphne's part about Cyril Foster. He knows it's spoiling her, but he thinks she ought to be spoilt; he's so fond of Daphne."
"Why doesn't he marry her himself?" asked Romer.
"Harry?" She looked at him in surprise. "Why, Romer, what a harpist you are. If I've told you once, I've told you a hundred times, he never marries! Harry has a great many bad habits, goodness knows. But marrying isn't one of them."
"Do you think he's keen on some one else?" asked Romer after a rather long pause.