“We’ll talk about Lord Tremorne then.”
“Hang Lord Tremorne!”
“Ah, Miss Stretton and you were discussing him then?”
“Indeed we were not, but I am rather tired of the gentleman. Yet he is a very good fellow, and I ought not to say ‘Hang him!’ even if I am on the high seas. I am sure I wish him nothing but good.”
“If he were to die, would you become Lord Tremorne?”
“Bless me, no!”
“Who stands between you?”
“His three sons, who are very healthy specimens of humanity, I am glad to say.”
“Isn’t there ever any possibility of your becoming Lord Tremorne, then?”
“Oh, there’s a possibility of anything, but no probability. I may say quite truthfully that no one would be so sorry as I if the probability occurred.”