On another occasion—just after a dinner party—she told him that there was something else in England she did not like.
"Oh, I say!" he cried, "haven't you abused us enough?"
"I have never abused you at all," said Bessie; "but I don't like your precedence."
"It isn't my precedence!" Lord Lambeth declared, laughing.
"Yes, it is yours—just exactly yours; and I think it's odious," said Bessie.
"I never saw such a young lady for discussing things! Has some one had the impudence to go before you?" asked his lordship.
"It is not the going before me that I object to," said Bessie; "it is their thinking that they have a right to do it—a right that I recognize."
"I never saw such a young lady as you are for not recognizing. I have no doubt the thing is beastly, but it saves a lot of trouble."
"It makes a lot of trouble. It's horrid," said Bessie.
"But how would you have the first people go?" asked Lord Lambeth. "They can't go last."
"Whom do you mean by the first people?"
"Ah, if you mean to question first principles!" said Lord Lambeth.
"If those are your first principles, no wonder
