The splendour of the monument, the exquisite neatness with which it is kept, will astound you, considering that we live in a period of Wordsworth worship.' Hammond hesitated, and looked at Lady Lesbia.
'Aren't you coming ?' called Maulevrier from the lawn.

'It was a fair offer.

I've got my cigarette case.' 'Yes, I'm coming,' answered the other, with a disappointed air.
He had hoped that Lesbia would offer to show him the poet's grave.

He could not abandon that hope without a struggle.
'Will you come with us, Lady Lesbia?
We'll suppress the cigarettes!' 'Thanks, no,' she said, becoming suddenly frigid.

'I am going to practice.' 'Do you never walk in the morning--on such a lovely morning as this ?' 'Not very often.' She had re-entered those frozen regions from which his attentions had lured him for a little while.