"But she will soon wish she hadn't." Sylvia returned two minutes later bearing a tray of which Merston hastened to relieve her.
"We're wondering--my wife and I--how Burke had the good fortune to get married to you," he said.

"You're new to this country, aren't you?
And he hasn't been out of it as long as I have known him." Sylvia looked up at him in momentary confusion.

Then she laughed.
"We picked each other up at Ritzen," she said.
"Ritzen!" he echoed in amazement, "What on earth took you there ?" Then hastily, "I say, I beg your pardon.

You must forgive my impertinence.

But you look so awfully like a duchess in your own right, I couldn't help being surprised." "Well, have a drink!" said Sylvia lightly.