One he placed carefully, notwithstanding her laughing protest, in a letter-case which he carried in an inner pocket.

She tilted her face forward for him to light the other cigarette at hers, and he did so, always with that suggestion of reverence which sat so oddly upon him.
Mrs Gildea watching the pair was immensely struck by it.
He smoked in silence for a few moments, his eyes still apparently fascinated by the glittering initials on the case which now Bridget attached to her chatelaine chain.

She threw away the end of her cigarette.
'Well, so you've become the Governor's unconstitutional adviser ?' she said.

'Joan, do you know that Luke Tallant kept Mr McKeith talking and smoking in the loggia just below my bedroom for hours last night after every one had gone--I know, because I couldn't get to sleep.' McKeith had all compunction, 'I'm downright sorry for that, Lady Bridget.

I'd have gone away if I'd only guessed your room was up above.' 'Oh, it didn't matter.