This he set carefully upon a neighboring table, and looked at Alexander somewhat aslant out of long, golden-brown eyes.
"It's a bonny goblet," said Alexander.

"Why do you keep it like that ?" Ian looked around him.

"Years and years ago my father, who is dead now, was in France.

There was a banquet at Saint-Germain.

_A very great person_ gave it and was in presence himself.