I know Bournemouth and Eastbourne very well; I like Bournemouth best." We had hardly touched upon the subject, and she had glided from it, yet with such seeming unconsciousness.

I laughed, yet, I felt that my lips were stiff and the sound of my voice strange.
"Every one knows Brighton," I said.

"It is not often one meets an English lady who does not know it." She looked at me with the most charming and frank directness.
"I spent a few hours there once," she said.

"From the little I saw of it I took it for a city of palaces." "It is a beautiful place," I said.
She rose with languid grace and went to the table.
"I think I will ring for some tea," she said.

"I am chill and cold in spite of the fire.