"You should let William appoint them," said Kitty, leaning her chin upon her hands and studying Lord Parham with eyes all the more brilliant for the dark circles which fatigue, or something else, had drawn round them.
"Ah, to be sure!" said Lord Parham, affably. "I had forgotten that Ashe was our theologian. Take me a walk before dinner!" he added, addressing his host.
"But you won't take his advice," said Kitty, smiling.
The Premier turned rather sharply.
"How do you know that, Lady Kitty?"
Kitty hesitated—then said, with the prettiest, slightest laugh:
"Lady Parham has such strong views—hasn't she?—on Church questions!"
Lord Parham's feeling was that a more insidiously impertinent question had never been put to him. He drew himself up.
"If she has, Lady Kitty, I can only say I know very little about them! She very wisely keeps them to herself."
"Ah!" said Kitty, as her lovely eyebrows lifted, "that shows how little people know."