"Yes, I've come over six thousand miles to call on you, Mrs. Harvey. And how are you, Mrs. Blair? Still suffering exile with equanimity?"
"No exile, no suffering, Captain Pym," said Jean brightly. "We are all enjoying ourselves extremely, I assure you."
"Well, I suppose one can bring one's mind to anything."
"If it's the right kind of mind, you can," said Aunt Jannet heartily.
There was just a touch of implication in her tone and manner that some folks were not the happy possessors of that kind of mind. Captain Pym stiffened back into officiality somewhat.
"And you really experience no longings for London again, Mrs. Blair?" he asked, metaphorically turning his back on Aunt Jannet, who magnanimously went inside to see after supper.
"Not the very slightest."
"Marvellous!"
"You see I have here what I had not in London You shall see my boy in the morning. He's the finest little fellow in the world."
"Ah! ... I suppose that fills many a want."