I read the first “insertion.”
“A lady strongly recommends her German nursery governess. Good English. Fluent French. Music. Fond of children. Salary very moderate. A good home principal object. Well-connected.—Mrs T., The Manor House, Southam Parva.”
Well-connected! I looked over to Charley with some sort of a smile. “The good English is, of course, all right?” I said.
“Isn’t it an infernal shame?” he broke out. “She won’t stay a week after that!”
“It may bring an engagement,” said I.
“Look here, do you think it’s my fault?”
“I’m glad she says Fräulein is well-connected.”
“Do you think it’s my fault? I—I’ve tried to play square—by her as well as by myself.”
“I don’t think we need discuss the Princess.”
“Hallo, Treg!”