"You're not going to give it up!"
"Oh no;—not give it up; certainly not. But the bother is a fellow doesn't know what to do."
"You've heard of young Mr. Goldsheiner, haven't you?" suggested Marie.
"He's one of those city chaps."
"And Lady Julia Start?"
"She's old Lady Catchboy's daughter. Yes; I've heard of them. They got spliced last winter."
"Yes,—somewhere in Switzerland, I think. At any rate they went to Switzerland, and now they've got a house close to Albert Gate."
"How jolly for them! He is awfully rich, isn't he?"
"I don't suppose he's half so rich as papa. They did all they could to prevent her going, but she met him down at Folkestone just as the tidal boat was starting. Didon says that nothing was easier."
"Oh;—ah. Didon knows all about it."