"Lands?"
"I have orange-gardens there."
"I wonder you can manage to look after it all—sugar, cotton, quarries, house property, works, factories. Phew! It almost makes one's head spin. And you see into everything yourself!"
"Where the master's eye does not look, the servant's is turned away. Do you not find it so in the Fayyūm?"
"I shall know in two or three days."
Nigel suddenly looked round at his wife.
"I hear you," she said, slowly. "You had forgotten all about me, but I was listening to you."
She moved, and sat straight up, putting her hands on the broad cushioned arms of the chair.
"I was receiving a lesson," she added.
"A lesson, Ruby?" said Nigel.