"Not Great Britain," amended Desterro. "He says-my cousin-that it is all right north of the river Tweed. That is the river between England and Scotland, you know. You can boast in Dunbar but not in Berwick, Rick says."
"I should like to meet Rick," Lucy said.
"He thinks you are quite adorable, by the way."
" Me? "
"I have been telling him about you. We spent all the intervals talking about you."
"Oh you went to the theatre, did you?"
"He went. I was taken."
"Did you not enjoy it, then?" asked Lucy, mentally applauding the young man who made The Nut Tart do anything at all that she did not want to do.
"Oh, it was as they say, 'not too bad. A little of the grand manner is nice for a change. Ballet would have been better. He is a dancer manque, that one."
"Edward Adrian?"