Hamel found himself next to Lady Saxthorpe.
"Dear Mr.Fentolin has been so kind," she confided to him as they took their places.

"I came in fear and trembling to ask for a very small cheque for my dear brother's diocese.

My brother is a colonial bishop, you know.

Can you imagine what Mr.Fentolin has given me ?" Hamel wondered politely.

Lady Saxthorpe continued with an air of triumph.
"A thousand pounds! Just fancy that--a thousand pounds! And some people say he is so difficult," she went on, dropping her voice.