"Promise?"
"Why, of course. They say he 's got oceans of money."
"Piles--. He 's got his mother's fortune and will have his father's. Besides, his Uncle Gray is a bachelor, and so Jack will have that, too. Maude says he 's the best catch in New York."
"I heard Sam say he was in an awfully fast set in college; but Sam likes him awfully well. Have you seen him?"
"Oh, yes, lots. Maude let me see him one night before dinner at Newport. I used to see him playing polo at the grounds. I think he 's fascinating--just like Lohengrin."
"But what was it? Hurry up, do."
"You 'll never tell?"
"Never."
The voice was slightly lowered--confused with the munching of Huyler's; and Rose, with hypersensitive hearing, could distinguish only a word or two, or a detached sentence.
"I don't think that's so awful. Sam does that, too, and he 's just as nice a brother as I want."