Mr. Bang’s voice was such that it seemed as if he were imitating the ladies who had complained. I smiled expectantly.
“Did they use the English accent?” asked he.
“I believe they did,” I replied.
“They were probably members of the Government House set—”
“I thought them English,” I ventured.
“Which shows only that you lack experience.” That was rather blunt.
A moment’s pause and then Mr. Bang continued, “You know there are lots of old maids in Ottawa.”
“Now, Jack, leave the ladies alone,” protested Mumsie. But unfortunately my curiosity got the better of my dignity and my loyalty to my sex.
“Ottawa young ladies won’t look at men of their own class, the sons of civil servants, but set their caps towards Government House.”
“Yes,” I said weariedly.