"Not of your mother, Anthony."
The young man again made an impatient movement.
"You are not interested in my six months of absence."
"Among savages, my poor Anthony."
"They are not the least bit in the world savages, mother. They are very charming people."
"I daresay, but who are they?"
"Mr. Graydon—and his family."
"Oh, I didn't know he had a family. Of course, he was married before he sold out. He married beneath him. It was something rather disgraceful, I think. Afterwards—he went under."
"I am sure he did nothing disgraceful, mother. He would be no more capable of it than—my father. Besides, I have seen Mrs. Graydon's picture; it hangs over his study mantelpiece. She was a lovely young woman, and very distinctly a lady."
Lady Jane yawned.