“You like Washington?”
“I like home better.”
“But you were popular at the capital. I read a great deal in the papers about your triumphs.”
The dye in her cheeks ran a little stronger. There had been much gossip about a certain Italian nobleman who had wooed her openly and madly. “They told a lot of nonsense.”
“And some that wasn't nonsense.”
“Not much.” She changed the subject lightly. “You read all about the wedding, of course.”
He quoted. “Miss Alice Frome as maid of honor preceded the bride, appearing in a handsome gown of very delicate old rose satin with an overdress of—”
“Very good. You may go to the head of the class, sir. Valencia was beautiful and your cousin never looked more handsome.”
“Which is saying a good deal.”
“And we're all hoping they will live happy ever after.”