“Ah, that is difficult to say. All cities have their magnificences. I like all cities.” He breathed the air. “It is most kind of you to bring me here to-day, Mr. Graham.”
Graham stuck to the point. “A great pleasure. But surely you have some preference.”
Mr. Kuvetli looked anxious. “It is so difficult. I like London very much.”
“Personally I like Paris better.”
“Ah, yes. Paris is also magnificent.”
Feeling rather baffled, Graham sipped his coffee. Then he had another idea. “What do you think of Señor Gallindo, Mr. Kuvetli?”
“Señor Gallindo? It is so difficult. I do not know him. His manner is strange.”
“His manner,” said Graham, “is damnably offensive. Don’t you agree?”
“I do not like Señor Gallindo very much,” conceded Mr. Kuvetli. “But he is Spanish.”
“What can that have to do with it? The Spanish are an exceedingly polite race.”