"What are you going to do now?" asked the girl, with a light in her eyes. "You must feel quite lost without this great quest of yours."
"There are others," said Stanford Beale.
"When do you return to America?" she asked.
He fenced the question, but she brought him back to it.
"I have a great deal of business to do in London before I go," he said.
"Like what?" she asked.
"Well," he hesitated, "I have some legal business."
"Are you suing somebody?" she asked, wilfully dense.
He rubbed his head in perplexity.
"To tell you the truth," he said, "I don't exactly know what I've got to do or what sort of figure I shall cut. I have never been in the Divorce Court before."