“What did you know?”
“He is a gentleman—all through. His story—the little I have heard of it—confirms that. Lady Alicia had a pretty maid, who went about with her. Une petite faute. We can guess the rest.”
“You are very sharp, Margot. That is mother’s opinion.”
“Is it? Then the thing is settled. Your dear mother is sharper than I am.”
Lionel was astounded.
“Mother—sharp?”
“As a Damascus blade, and as finely tempered. I must look up the directories. I never heard of a gentle family with the name—Fishpingle.”
“Nor I.”
“It sounds like the name of a place.”
“So it does.”