“Is it so bad as that?”
“As bad as what? He is a bad lot, but he is just an adventurer—a Napoleon who will get his Waterloo before fall. Don't bother about things you don't understand. How are things down here?”
“Going swimmingly.” “So I judged by the bills. How is the lord?”
“Now don't be vulgar, Tom. You must keep up your end. Lord Montague is very nice; he is a great favorite here.”
“Does Evelyn like him?”
“Yes, she likes him; she likes him very much.”
“She didn't show it to me.”
“No, she is awfully shy. And she is rather afraid of him, the big title and all that. And then she has never been accustomed to act for herself. She is old enough to be independent and to take her place in the world. At her age I was not in leading-strings.”
“I should say not,” said Mavick.
“Except in obedience to my mother,” continued Carmen, not deigning to notice the sarcasm. “And I've been thinking that McDonald—”