"Nor I for ten," said Jack.
"Has there been any reason for it?"
"None in the least. I can't explain of what nature is my intimacy with Lady George, but it has been more like that of children than grown people."
"I know. When grown people play at being children, it is apt to be dangerous."
"But we had no idea of the kind. I may be wicked enough. I say nothing about that. But she is as pure as snow. Mrs. Jones, I could no more dare to press her hand than I would to fly at the sun. Of course I like her."
"And she likes you."
"I hope so,—in that sort of way. But it is shocking that such a scene should come from such a cause."
"Some men, Captain De Baron, don't like having their handsome young wives liked by handsome young officers. It's very absurd, I grant."
Mrs. Jones and Captain De Baron did really grieve at what had been done, but to others, the tragedy coming after the comedy had not been painful. "What will be the end of it?" said Miss Patmore Green to Sir Harry.
"I am afraid they won't let her dance it any more," said Sir Harry, who was intent solely on the glories of the Kappa-kappa. "We shall hardly get any one to do it so well."