"We know a good many pretty girls, thank Heaven, but magnificent women are not so common." "Have you any objections to a foreigner ?" his wife continued, addressing Newman, who had tilted back his chair and, with his feet on a bar of the balcony railing and his hands in his pockets, was looking at the stars.
"No Irish need apply," said Tristram.
Newman meditated a while.

"As a foreigner, no," he said at last; "I have no prejudices." "My dear fellow, you have no suspicions!" cried Tristram.

"You don't know what terrible customers these foreign women are; especially the 'magnificent' ones.

How should you like a fair Circassian, with a dagger in her belt ?" Newman administered a vigorous slap to his knee.

"I would marry a Japanese, if she pleased me," he affirmed.
"We had better confine ourselves to Europe," said Mrs.Tristram.