each other. But I am not speaking only for my husband, who will speak for himself: I am speaking especially for my own sake. When I heard you lecturing on Peace the other day—on something which I had really never thought about, though I had heard the word vaguely mentioned by people now and then—your speech really roused . . . a sort of interest in me; and I listened with keen sympathy; and afterwards I thought about that word. And, now that you tell us that you have been a common workman in America, I am very much interested to know how you came to adopt a life so very different from that of the men in my set; and, if it is not too indiscreet, I should like to ask you, as a favour, to speak about yourself and explain what at present seems so perplexing to me . . ."
The simple, homely meal was finished; and they went into the drawing-room.
"May I stay, Mamma?" asked Addie, who never accompanied them to the drawing-room when there was a stranger present.
She laughed; and Van der Welcke said:
"You see, even my boy is curious."
"Our future diplomatist!" said Brauws, with his quiet smile. "Well, mevrouw, may he stay or not?"
"Of course he may stay!"
"Aren't you afraid that the ideas of . . . a labouring-man will spoil him?"
