"I walk every morning, when I'm in the country."
"I wish I had known—though doubtless you had company."
"The more the merrier," she returned, with her spoon poised critically over the grape fruit.
"I shouldn't take the rest to be early risers," he reflected, running his eyes around the table. "Come, tell me—didn't you go alone?"
"Which would be tantamount to saying that the others are not early risers."
"Would they object?"
"No—I don't imagine they would—Did you walk this morning?"
"I wasn't an early riser, either!" he smiled. "You see, I didn't know you had the habit."
He saw that she had avoided his question—doubtless Pendleton had been with her.