“Well, you two women can’t lead a naked man into a cab,” said she; “I should love to see it, but I’m afraid you will never do it.”

They began to weep again.

The old lady grew impatient.

“Leave the man alone,” said she.

And she added, blowing her nose:

“I could have loved that creature.”

Indeed, Major Modeyne was always the gentleman—even at bay with the Inevitable.


CHAPTER XXIV