He entered the house, and found himself in a pleasant hall, where his momentary uneasiness was at once forgotten in the charming welcome of his hostess. Not only she, but her chaperon, received him with a flattering warmth that realized his utmost expectations.
“It was so good of you to come!” cried Miss Wallingford.
“So very kind,” murmured Miss Minchell.
“I knew you wouldn't think it too unorthodox!” added Julia.
“I'm afraid orthodoxy is a crime I shall never swing for,” said the Count, with his most charming smile.
“I am sure my father wouldn't REALLY mind,” said Julia.
“Not if Sir Justin shared your enthusiasm, dear,” added Miss Minchell.
“I must teach him to!”
“Good Lord!” thought the Count. “This is friendly indeed.”
A few minutes passed in the exchange of these preliminaries, and then his hostess said, with a pretty little air of discipleship that both charmed and slightly puzzled him,