“I am—er—twenty-two.”
“Of the nobility?”
“My father was of noble birth.”
“Then you must be so, too. I hope you'll forgive my rudeness. I'm a bit nervous, you know.”
“I forgive you gladly.”
“Devilish rough road, this.”
“Devilish. It is a mountain road.”
“That's where we were, too.”
“Where who were?”
“Oh, a young lady and I, some time ago. I just happened to think of it.”