Rochester would be ready enough to try it, but some of his supporters wouldn't listen to it." The conversation drifted away from politics.

Brooks found himself enjoying his luncheon amazingly.

Sybil Caroom devoted herself to him, and he found himself somehow drawn with marvellous facility into the little circle of intimate friends.

Afterwards they all strolled into the hall together for coffee, and Arranmore laid his hand upon his arm.
"I am sorry that you will not have time to look round the place," he said.

"You must come over again before long." "You are very kind," Brooks said, dropping his voice a little.