"But I did," answered Sir Maurice blandly. "Why not?"
"Why not? What do we want with him?"
"It remains to be seen." Sir Maurice hid a smile. "Bancroft is most desirous of meeting you."
Philip made a sound betwixt a grunt and a snort.
"More like he wishes to pursue his acquaintance with Cl—Mistress Cleone," he retorted.
"Well, she's a pretty piece," said his father.
Philip glared at him.
"If I find him annoying Cleone with his damned officious attentions, I'll—I'll—"
"Oh, I do not think she is annoyed," replied Sir Maurice.
At that Philip stalked out of the room, leaving his father a prey to indecent mirth.