play tennis, was encouraged to confine his pipe to the garden."
Herr Guadeloupe had less than no enthusiasm for tea, but he dared not demur.
"It is kind of you, Major, to put me wise to these matters. I trust you will sit down with us and enjoy a cup. When must you return to Geneva?"
"To Geneva?" exclaimed Romsteck. "I have never visited Geneva."
"Oh? Well, then, which of the Great Powers do you represent?"
"And still I can't make him out," Guadeloupe complained to his daughter when he finally escaped upstairs to wash and prepare himself for tea. "If he's a major why doesn't he wear uniform? And how was I to know who he was? I thought he must be at least another Lloyd George."
"Never you mind, Daddy," she consoled him. "Isn't it all wonderful? It's like living in a fairy tale."
