Isn't it romantic ?" Saint Dunstan made some appropriate--or, rather inappropriate--remark to the effect that he hoped Mr.Bingham had made the most of such unrivalled opportunities, adding, with a deep sigh, that no lovely young lady had ever saved his life that he might live for her, &c., &c.
Here Geoffrey broke in without much ceremony.

To him it seemed a desecration to listen while this person was making his feeble jokes about Beatrice.
"Well, dear," he said, addressing his wife, "and what have you been doing with yourself all this time ?" "Mourning for you, Geoffrey, and enjoying myself exceedingly in the intervals.

We have had a delightful time, have we not, Mr.Dunstan?
Mr.
Dunstan has also been staying at the Hall, you know." "How could it be otherwise when you were there, Lady Honoria ?" answered the Saint in that strain of compliment affected by such men, and which, to tell the truth, jarred on its object, who was after all a lady.
"You know, Geoffrey," she went on, "the Garsingtons have re-furnished the large hall and their drawing-room.

It cost eighteen hundred pounds, but the result is lovely.

The drawing-room is done in hand-painted white satin, walls and all, and the hall in old oak." "Indeed!" he answered, reflecting the while that Lord Garsington might as well have paid some of his debts before he spent eighteen hundred pounds on his drawing-room furniture.
Then the Saint and Lady Honoria drifted into a long and animated conversation about their fellow guests, which Geoffrey scarcely tried to follow.