"But must have been contaminated by American contact."
"Now, Lord Silverbridge," said she, getting up, "if I had a stick I'd whip you."
"It was such fun."
"And you come here and tell it all to me?"
"Of course I do. It was a deal too good to keep it to myself. 'American manners!'" As he said this he almost succeeded in looking like Lady Clanfiddle.
At that moment Mr. Boncassen entered the room, and was immediately appealed to by his daughter. "Father, you must turn Lord Silverbridge out of the room."
"Dear me! If I must,—of course I must. But why?"
"He is saying everything horrid he can about Americans."
After this they settled down for a few minutes to general conversation, and then Lord Silverbridge again took his leave. When he was gone Isabel Boncassen almost regretted that the "something particular" which he had threatened to say had not been less comic in its nature.