"Now, I wonder what that man Marmion's going to let loose on us to-morrow night ?" "Good morning, sir," said Lord Leighton, as his father came into the breakfast-room at about the same time that Brenda left the other room in the Savoy.
"Good morning, Lester," replied the Earl of Kyneston, as father and son shook hands in the old courtly fashion which, within the last half century, has gone out of vogue save among those who have ancestors whose record is a credit to their descendants.

"You are looking very well and fit--and there is something else.

What is it?
Had you a very pleasant evening yesterday at 'The Wilderness'?
Has Miss Marmion revoked her decision after all ?" "No, sir," said his son, looking at him with brightening eyes; "but she convinced me that I had thought myself in love with the wrong girl--and the other girl was on the lawn at the same time, talking with the man that Miss Marmion was, and is in love with, and will be always, I think." "And the other young lady, Lester--because, of course, she is a lady, I mean in our sense of the word, much misunderstood as it is in these days ?" "She is Brenda van Huysman, sir." "Oh, the Professor's daughter .-- I mean the other Professor's daughter.

A very good family.

Her father is a distinguished man, and, if I remember rightly, a Van Huysman was one of the first colonisers of New England about four hundred years ago.