"Well,—yes; I dare say she is."
"I thought so, peculiarly. I was at that place at Richmond yesterday."
"The devil you were! What were you doing at The Horns?"
"Lady Cantrip's grandmother was,—I don't quite know what she was, but something to us. I know I've got a picture of her at Popplecourt. Lady Cantrip wanted to ask me something about it, and so I went down. I was so glad to make acquaintance with your sister."
"You saw Mary, did you?"
"Oh yes; I lunched there. I'm to go down and meet the Duke some day."
"Meet the Duke!"
"Why not?"
"No reason on earth,—only I can't imagine the governor going to Richmond for his dinner. Well! I am very glad to hear it. I hope you'll get on well with him."
"I was so much struck with your sister."