“It is extremely kind of you.” The tone was strictly conventional.
He said nothing; and after a minute she could not help looking up. She met an expression which showed a wounded gentleman beside her.
“I hope you saw the races well?” he said coldly.
“Excellently. And Mr. Sorell explained everything.”
“You knew him before?”
“But of course!” she said, laughing. “I have known him for years.”
“You never mentioned him—at Cannes.”
“One does not always catalogue one’s acquaintance, does one?”
“He seems to be more than an acquaintance.”
“Oh, yes. He is a great friend. Mamma was so fond of him. He went with us to Sicily once. And Uncle Ewen likes him immensely.”