Mr. Hennibul smiled incredulously.
"Your card plate is chock-full," he said, "and there are a dozen women in town at least of your connections who'd do the polite things by you. As to inclination—well, one must do something."
"That's about the most sensible thing you have said, Hennibul," Arranmore remarked. "I've just evoked the same fact out of my own consciousness. One must do something. It's tiresome, but it's quite true." Politics?
"Hate 'em! Not worth while anyway."
"Travel."
"Done all I want for a bit, but I keep that in reserve.
"Hunt."
"Bad leg, but I do a bit at it."
"Society."
"Sooner go on the County Council."