Mrs. Fergusson.
No, I shall stop a day or two in Paris on my way.
Barlow.
How very singular! I had made all arrangements to go to Paris to-morrow myself.
Mrs. Fergusson.
Then would you mind looking after me on the journey? You see, I’m a womanly woman, and I’m quite helpless in the train by myself.
Barlow.
I should look upon it as a privilege. And perhaps we might go to one or two plays while you’re there.
Mrs. Fergusson.
If you’ll promise not to take me to anything risky.