"I should think so. I never sat up there, Tony."
"And I never sat anywhere else."
As they were leaving the house, they found themselves close to the ladies whom they had noticed at breakfast.
Elvira chanced to drop her handkerchief, probably intentionally.
Tony stooped and picked it up. Though he had led the life of a tramp, he had the instincts of a gentleman.
"Thank you, young gentleman," said Elvira. "You are very polite."
"Oh, don't mention it," said Tony.
"Really, Mamma, he is a born gentleman," said Elvira, later, to her mother. "How could we make such a mistake."
"His clothes were certainly very shabby, my dear."
"Very likely he had been out hunting or something. We must not judge so hastily next time."