'One fancies she would make an encouraging second in a duel.'
'I will remember . . . when I call you out.'
'Oh, my dear lord, you have dozens to choose from leave me my one if we are to enter the lists.'
'We are, it seems; unless you consent to take the run to Paris. You are to say Tom or Rowsley.'
'The former, I can never feel at home in saying; Rowsley is Lady
Charlotte's name for you.'
The name of Lady Charlotte was an invitation to the conflict between them. He passed it, and said 'Durandarte runs a mile on the mouth, and the Coriolanus of their newspapers helps a stage-player to make lantern jaws. Neither of them comes well from the lips of my girl. After seven years she should have hit on a nickname, of none of the Christian suit. I am not "at home" either with "my lord." However, you send me off to Paris alone; and you'll be alone and dull here in this London. Incomprehensible to me why!'
'We are both wondering?' said Aminta.
'You 're handsomer than when I met you first—by heaven you are!'
She flushed her dark brown-red late-sunset. 'Brunes are exceptional in
England.'
'Thousands admiring you, of course! I know, my love, I have a jewel.'