She recalled him to his theme.
"You were saying that you discovered you had more property than you supposed?"
"Yes, that is what I was saying. And not land, as I should have liked; but wine. Really a little stock, and of the best. Of course it would be the best. And books, some of them valuable; and bric-à-brac. I was astonished when we came to look through them. And pictures, too. I was surprised how ever I came to buy them; but money always burned in my pockets, Nansie. When it was there it had to be spent. Do you know a greater pleasure, my dear, than spending money?"
"It is a pleasant occupation, Kingsley, when one has it to spare."
"Of course, that."
"Do me a great favor, dear."
"I will. Just say what it is."
"Tell me everything you did while you were away, without--without--"
Kingsley laughed gayly and took up her words.
"Without flying off into side paths, eh? Keep to the main road. Is that the great favor?"