Dear, dear! Did not you say she was
very beautiful?"
"Lovely!"
"Let me see, you went and saw her, didn't you?"
"I went to her twice, and got quite scolded about it. Plantagenet said
that if I wanted horrors I'd better go to Madame Tussaud. Didn't he,
Madame Max?" Madame Max smiled and nodded her head.
"And what's the clergyman like?" asked the duke.
"Now, my dear, you must take up the running," said Lady Glencora, dropping
her voice. "I ran after the lady but it was you who ran after the
gentleman." Then she raised her voice. "Madame Max will tell you all about
it, duke. She knows him very well."
"You know him very well; do you? Dear, dear dear!"
"I don't know him at all, duke, but I once went to hear him preach. He's
one of those men who string words together, and do a good deal of work
with a cambric pocket-handkerchief."
"A gentleman?" asked the duke.
"About as like a gentleman as you're like an archbishop," said Lady
Glencora.
This tickled the duke amazingly. "He, he, he; I don't see why I shouldn't
be like an archbishop. If I hadn't happened to be a duke I should have
liked to be an archbishop.
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