"Better late than never," remarked Guy, turning round to salute his cousin, who advanced along the terrace, followed by Otterburn. "How do you do, Eustace?"
"Quite well, thank you Guy," replied Eustace, gravely shaking hands. "This is Mr. Macjean--my cousin, Sir Guy Errington."
"Glad to see you, Mr. Macjean," said Errington bluffly, "and now let me introduce both you gentlemen to my wife, Lady Errington. Alizon, this is my cousin Eustace and Mr. Macjean."
Lady Errington bowed with a charming smile, and the whole party, sitting down, proceeded to make themselves comfortable.
[CHAPTER IV.]
THE ART OF CONVERSATION.
"It's difficult to hold a conversation
With three or five, odd numbers are a bore,
For some one's sure to be sans occupation,
So talk should always be 'twixt two or four.