I assumed a lightness I hardly felt. "Did you 'fall for' this other paragon as you did for Mr Rose?"
She laughed. "Oh, I don't know. I dare say beauty of that sort would be ill to live with. Better a dinner of herbs all to yourself than a stalled ox every woman you knew would be running after. Or words to that effect. So you and Alec needn't be too downhearted. But really he was most astonishingly like. Where does Mr Rose live?"
"Mr Rose is at present abroad."
"Oh, I don't mean that it was he! I couldn't make a mistake like that—I'd far too good a look at him the other time, the dazzling creature! But you might find out if the family's seriously addicted to monogamy, unless he turns out to have a brother after all. Well, when are you coming to see us? Better hurry, as we're off very soon."
"Where are you going?"
"Dinard. The three of us. Johnnie's taken a villa. Have you settled what you're going to do yet?"
"Not yet."
"Then why not come over to us for a few weeks? When you get tired of me, Jennie's getting most take-about-able. She's seventeen. And—George——"
"When a woman tells you she's got a daughter of seventeen there are quite a number of pretty things to be said——"