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'Everybody, I should think, must be kind to you.'
'I do have a good time pretty much; but nowhere so good as here. I
fear that when I get back I shall not like New York.'
'I have heard you say, Miss Boncassen, that Americans were more
likeable than the English.'
'Have you? Well, yes; I think I have said so. And I think it is
so. I'd sooner have to dance with a bank clerk in New York, than
with a bank clerk here.'
'Do you ever dance with bank clerks?'
'Oh dear yes. At least I suppose so. I dance with whoever comes
up. We haven't got lords in America, you know!'
'You have got gentlemen.'
'Plenty of them.-but they are not so easily defined as lords. I do
like lords.'
'Do you?'
'Oh yes,--and ladies;--Countesses I mean and women of that sort.
Your Lady Mabel Grex is not here. Why wouldn't she come?'
'Perhaps you didn't ask her.'
'Oh yes I did;--especially for your sake.'
'She is not my Lady Mabel Grex,' said Lord Silverbridge with
unnecessary energy.
'But she will be.'
'What makes you think that?'
'You are devoted to her.
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