"This is not the first time.

I bid you good morning, Madame--and good-bye!" He stood looking at the now frightened woman, with a strange, surprised look, like one just emerging from a semi-conscious state; and in that moment, as Doris seemed to perceive, the traditions of his birth and breeding had returned upon him; something instinctive and inherited had reappeared; and the gentlemanly, easy-going father, who yet, as Doris remembered, when matters were serious "always got his way," was there--strangely there--in the degenerate son.
"Where are you going ?" repeated Madame, eyeing him.

"You promised to give me lunch." "I regret--I have an engagement.

Mr.Bentley--when the sitting is over--will you kindly see--Miss Flink--into a taxi?
I thank you very much for allowing me to come and watch your work.

I trust the picture will be a success.