"I always do."
"Well, Mrs. Admaston, why did you not do so this time?"
"Well, you see," Peggy answered, "Mr. Collingwood, who is a great traveller, chaffed me about being such an old maid. He said it was quite unnecessary."
The big moon-faced counsel almost jumped—experienced as he was—at this remark.
"Oh!" he said, "Mr. Collingwood said that, did he?"
"It was lucky," Peggy replied; "wasn't it?"
Suddenly the President looked up. His kindly but austere face became surprised.
"Lucky?" he said.
Peggy turned towards the judge. "Yes, my lord," she said; "otherwise I should have reached Paris without any clothes."
The President nodded gravely. "Yes, I see," he said. "The boxes fortunately made the same mistake as you did."