"He was here the other night, in a box, with Kensington; but he didn't come round. Took Kensington on to supper, I suppose."
"What have you against Kensington?" Andy inquired curiously.
"Nothing at all. Only I've observed, Andy, that taking Kensington out is a prelude to matrimony. I could tell you a dozen cases in my own knowledge. You hadn't thought of that? In certain fields my experience is still superior to yours."
"Oh, very much so! Do you suspect any particular Kensingtonian?"
"There was a tall dark girl, rather pretty; but I couldn't look much. Well, we shall miss Billy if it comes off, but I imagine we can rely implicitly on Gilly."
"You've heard that Harry's married to Miss Vintry?"
"Serve her right!" said the Nun severely. "I never had any pity for that woman."
"And he's chucked the candidature. So our great campaign was all for nothing!"
"Well, Billy must always be talking somewhere, anyhow. And I should think it did you good?"
"Oh yes, it did. I was thinking of Harry."