The occasion for my astonishment was the fact that when I handed her my card, "Dr.Hubert Ford Cumberledge, St.Nathaniel's Hospital," she had glanced at it for a second and exclaimed, without sensible pause or break, "Oh, then, of course, you're half Welsh, as I am." The instantaneous and apparent inconsecutiveness of her inference took me aback.

"Well, m'yes: I AM half Welsh," I replied.

"My mother came from Carnarvonshire.

But, why THEN, and OF COURSE?
I fail to perceive your train of reasoning." She laughed a sunny little laugh, like one well accustomed to receive such inquiries.

"Fancy asking A WOMAN to give you 'the train of reasoning' for her intuitions!" she cried, merrily.