“Of course this must not go abroad, George.”
“It would ruin me utterly, sir.”
“To be sure it would. No nobleman, nor any gentleman of rank or fashion, could think of engaging your services after such an appointment. Happily, George, you may not require such, if you only mind your hits. Your master can afford to make your fortune, and never know himself the poorer. Come, how go on matters latterly at No. 50?”
“Pretty much as usual, sir; two dinner-parties last week.”
“I know all about them, though I affected to be engaged and did n't dine there. What I want is to hear of these Kennyfecks,—do they come much after him?”
“Only once, sir, when they came to see the house and stopped to luncheon.”
“Well, was he particular in his attentions to either of the daughters?”
“Very attentive, indeed, sir, to the younger. She dropped her handkerchief in the gallery, and ran back for it, and so did he, sir.”
“You followed, of course?”
“I did, sir, and she was blushing very much as I came in, and I heard her say something about 'forgiving him,' and then they left the room.”