“Is this your first visit to Guernsey?” I asked.
“Yes; I arrived yesterday. It’s a delightful place. Do you live here?”
“Yes; that white cottage you can just see through the trees.”
“I suppose I couldn’t give you a tow anywhere?”
“No; thank you very much. I will swim back.”
Another constrained silence.
“Are you ever in London, Miss——?”
“Goodwin. Oh, yes; we generally go over in the winter, Mr.——”
“Cloyster. Really? How jolly. Do you go to the theatre much?”
“Oh, yes. We saw nearly everything last time we were over.”