"Very well, then," the bishop said, "we will smoke a cigar and have a chat, Paddington, and perhaps Connie will make some music for us? Sir William expressly asked me to see that you did not do too much, and went early to bed, after your terrible experiences, and I am not going to let you spoil your recovery."
"What a pompous old bore Sir William is," the duke said, laughing. "But I suppose he really does know about what he says."
"The greatest doctor alive at present," said the bishop.
Lady Constance did not leave the table after dessert, as they were all so intimate and at home. The young men were allowed to light their cigarettes, the bishop preferring to go to the library before he smoked.
Suddenly Lady Constance, who had cracked an almond, held out the kernel to the duke.
"Look," she said with almost childish glee, "this nut has two kernels. Now, let us have a phillipine. Will you, duke?"
"Of course I will, Lady Constance," he answered. "We must arrange all about it. I forget the rules. Is it not the first person who says 'phillipine' to-morrow morning who wins?"
"That's it," she answered. "Now, what are you going to give me, or what am I going to give you?"
"Whatever you like," said the duke.
"Well, you choose first," said Lady Constance.