Harrington, who was enjoying himself, would have preferred to avoid business for a little longer and to talk as one gentleman to another on a pleasure trip. So, in response to this direct challenge, he answered with dry dignity:
“Yes. I have the honor of representing the Associated Press.”
“One of the great institutions of the country.”
This was reasonable—so reasonable, indeed, that Harrington pondered it to detect some sophistry.
“It must be in many respects an interesting calling.”
“Yes, sir; a man has to keep pretty well up to date.”
“Married or single, if I may be so bold?”
“I have a wife and a son nine years old.”
“That is as it should be. Lucky dog!”
Harrington laughed in approval of the sentiment. “Then I must assume that you are a bachelor, Mr. ——?”