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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

`You don't remember Mrs. Langtry in her prime? No, no, of course, you wouldn't. Ah, there were beautiful women in those days. I have ordered oysters to begin with, bearded in their shells. Will that suit you?'
`Thank you, dear.'
`I always used to say that Mrs. Langtry, Lady Randolph Churchill and your mother were the three most beautiful women I knew. Mrs. Langtry didn't hunt, of course. Her beauty was more exotic. We used to stand on chairs in Hyde Park to see Mrs. Langtry go past.'
`They wouldn't now, would they? Father, I'm a little anxious about Bob.'
`Bob?' said Mr. Fondeveril, affecting surprise. `Oh? Ahl' He busied himself in the wine-list.
But though he was not surprised that Bob had been causing anxiety, he was surprised that Maggie should have referred to it in front of him. He knew all about Ormsby's love-affairs, of course; who didn't? But there had always seemed to be a sort of understanding between Maggie and himself that he didn't really know - not officially. If he had known, surely he would have said something to his son-in-law; something virile; something as man to man; or, perhaps, something, though now much less, as man-of-the-world to man-of the-world. But definitely something. Awkward, of course, to have to tell your son-in-law, who was supporting you, that he was a cad; so awkward that the convenience of not realizing that he was a cad, and therefore, of not having to put yourself in this awkward situation, presented itself to the mind almost without conscious thought. It had only to present itself at the portals of Mr. Fondevexil's mind to be made thoroughly at home. He was convinced that he did not know; that as a Public Man it was his business not to

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