“How?” asked Darcy, wondering what fresh audacity was developing in that fertile brain.
“Don’t you have—er—public libraries in your American towns?”
“Certainly.”
“Then perhaps there is one at Center Harbor.”
“There is,” answered Helen, so promptly that Darcy shot a glance of suspicion at her.
“What more easy than to drive over there at once,” observed the suspect blandly, “and consult their Burke.”
“Burke’s Peerage, you mean?” said Darcy. “Perhaps they haven’t one.”
“They haven’t,” blurted Maud, and stopped, reddening.
“Apparently you’ve tried,” remarked Darcy witheringly. “We appreciate your interest.” But Sir Montrose II was painfully shocked. “Not got a Burke!” he exclaimed. “Unbelievable! What a country! I’ll send for one, at once.”
Impressed, despite herself, Maud Lee hesitated, looking from Darcy to her fiancé.