Mary, how do you do ?" Mary-'Gusta and Mr.Keith shook hands.
"Captain," said Keith, "I want to introduce you to my cousin, Mrs.
Wyeth." Mrs.Wyeth bowed with dignity.
"How do you do, Captain Gould," she said.
"Why--why, I'm pretty smart, thank you, ma'am," stammered Shadrach, rather embarrassed at all this ceremony.

"Pleased to meet you, ma'am." "And this young lady," went on Keith, "is Miss Mary Lathrop.

Miss Lathrop, this lady is Mrs.Wyeth, my cousin." Mary-'Gusta, with the uneasy feeling that Mrs.Wyeth's gaze had been fixed upon her since she entered the room, bowed but said nothing.
"And now," said Mr.Keith, heartily, "we'll have luncheon.

You're just in time and Mrs.Wyeth has been expecting you." The Captain's embarrassment reached its height at this invitation.
"No, no," he stammered, "we--we can't do that.

Couldn't think of it, you know.