“Not progressing very rapidly,” he answered. “I have taken to interviewing. I find it more amusing.”
“Whom do you interview?”
“Young and interesting women—the women of the future.”
“Is it true what they are saying of Launa?” she asked.
“What do they say?”
“That she and Mr. Wainbridge were alone at Polton together at the hotel there.”
“Well?”
“That is all. You must acknowledge that if a girl stays with a man at a country hotel—”
“A country hotel! Is that bad?” he interrupted. “The town is always respectable. I understand. What a pity they had not stayed at the Grand or the Metropole. I am so glad I live in town. Aren’t you, Egerton?”
“Rubbish,” she replied. “You misunderstand me.”