"I am not a philosopher, and I'm
sorry about the epigrams. I loathe people who make use of them. They
are a cheap substitution for wisdom. Do you take sugar in your tea?"
It was her way of abandoning the topic, but he looked his perplexity.
"I thought I'd ask now, just for the sake of testing my memory later
on." She was laughing.
"Two lumps and cream," he said. "Won't you be good enough to take off
that veil? It seriously obstructs the view."
She complacently shook her head. "It doesn't obstruct mine," she
said. "Have you been reading what the papers are saying about your
friend Mr. Blithers and his obstreperous Maud?"
Robin caught his breath. In a flash he suspected an excellent reason
for keeping the veil in place. It gave her a distinct advantage over
him.
"Yes. I see that she positively denies the whole business."
"Likewise the prospective spouse," she added. "Isn't it sickening?"
"I wonder what Mr. Blithers is saying to-day," said he audaciously.
"Poor old cock, he must be as sore as a crab. By the way, it is
reported that she crossed on the steamer with us.
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