"She ought to write the prospectuses for gold mines and things." Arranmore smiled across the table at Brooks.
"This," he said, "is what I have had to endure for the last six weeks.
Do you wonder that I am getting balder, or that I set all my people to work tonight to try and find some one to suffer with me ?" "He'll be so dull when we've gone," Lady Caroom sighed.
"You've no idea how we've improved him," Sybil murmured.

"He used to read Owen Meredith after dinner, and go to sleep.

By the bye, where are you going when we leave Enton ?" Lord Arranmore hesitated.
"Well, I really am not sure," he said.

"You have alarmed me.

Don't go." Lady Caroom laughed.
"My dear man," she said, "we must! I daren't offend the Redcliffes.
He's my trustee, and he'll never let me overdraw a penny unless I'm civil to him.