Please, to oblige me, get a fresh
excuse."
"The most ignorant duffer in the world could lay you a stymie if---"
the loud-voiced golfer was complaining just at that instant. The man
he was addressing was nodding his head politely and at the same time
trying to hear what was being said at the round table.
"Joe Dauntless is good enough for anybody's daughter," vouchsafed the
blase man in corduroys.
"He's a ripping good fellow," again said Mrs. Scudaway.
"Mrs. Thursdale's got an English governess for her kids, an English
butler, an English bull terrier, and a new Cobden-Sanderson binding on
that antique History of England she talks so much about," observed
Carter.
"And she's beginning to wear her evening gowns on the street in the
morning. Besides, her shoes lob over at the heels," remarked the rangy
Mrs. Carter.
"Yes, she's getting to be thoroughly English. I've noticed a tendency
to chirp like a bird when she talks, too."
"That governess is a mighty stunning girl, by the way," said Rolfe.
"She's been over here a year, you know," said Mrs. Scudaway, with no
apparent relevancy.
"Have you heard when Eleanor's engagement is to be announced?" asked
Miss Ratliff.
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