He described pithily the voyage out, the social pitfalls, the essence of "good Anglo-Indian form," and he was astonished at the keenness of the questions with which he was plied by his employer.
"You have surely traveled in India," he murmured, when his relation flagged.
"So I have, by proxy, and, in imagination," laughed Madame Berthe Louison, as she demurely held up her jeweled watch.

"Ten minutes more, and then, Sir, I shall give you your ordre de route.

For, I must go quietly.

I trust to your experience and good judgment.

There is nothing to say here.