“I think no evil unless I’m paid for it,” he said, wiping his mouth. “George found he was wrong, and said so.”
“I saw the girl in the Park yesterday,” the Marquis remarked. “She’s a pretty girl.”
“Uncommonly. But I’m not aware that being pretty makes a girl a thief.”
“No, but it makes a man a fool.”
“My dear Mapledurham!”
“Did he ever tell you what he found out at Liverpool?”
“Did he go to Liverpool?”
“Did he go? God bless the man! Of course he went, to look for——”
Lord Mapledurham stopped, to see who was throwing a shadow over his plate.