"I am delighted to meet him. Don't they say he is sweet on a certain young woman?"
"A dozen, I believe."
"Ah,—but one I know something of."
"I don't think there is anything in that, Brotherton;—I don't, indeed, or I shouldn't have brought him here."
"I do, though. And as to not bringing him here, why shouldn't you bring him? If she don't go off with him, she will with somebody else, and the sooner the better, according to my ideas." This was a matter upon which Mr. De Baron was not prepared to dilate, and he therefore changed the subject.
"My dear Lord Giblet, it is such a pleasure to me to meet you here," old Mrs. Jones said to that young nobleman. "When I was told you were to be at Rudham, it determined me at once." This was true, for there was no more persistent friend living than old Mrs. Jones, though it might be doubted whether, on this occasion, Lord Giblet was the friend on whose behalf she had come to Rudham.
"It's very nice, isn't it?" said Lord Giblet, gasping.
"Hadn't we a pleasant time of it with our little parties in Grosvenor Place?"
"Never liked anything so much in life; only I don't think that fellow Jack De Baron, dances so much better than other people, after all?"
"Who says he does? But I'll tell you who dances well. Olivia Green was charming in the Kappa-kappa. Don't you think so?"