"Only what?" cried Lady Tanagra with excited interest. "Oh, please, Patricia, explain Godfrey to me! No one has ever done so."
"Don't you think he is a little like the Scotsman we were talking about just now?" said Patricia. "Difficult to explain; but easy to misunderstand."
"Oh, Peter, Peter!" wailed Lady Tanagra, looking across at Bowen "She's caught it."
"Caught what?" asked Bowen in surprise.
"The vagueness of generalities that is Godfrey," replied Lady Tanagra, "Now, Patricia, you must explain that 'only' at which you broke off. You say you can imagine Godfrey in love, only"
"I think he would place it on the same plane as honour and sportsmanship, probably a little above both."
Elton looked up from the bread he was crumbling, and gave Patricia a quick penetrating glance beneath which her eyes fell.
Lady Tanagra looked at Patricia in surprise but said nothing.
"Can you imagine Tan in love, Patricia?" enquired Bowen. "We Bowens are notoriously backward in matters of the heart," he added.
"I shall fall in love when the man comes along who—who" Lady Tanagra paused.
"Will compel you," said Patricia, concluding the sentence.
Again Elton looked quickly across at her.
