“I am asking a favour now--by way of a change. Lucius on my _honour_--and I know no greater oath with you than that--this has been a perfectly harmless piece of fun. It arose from a remark of that nice Irish stewardess on the _Cryptic_ that no one was good enough to marry Joy except one man: the young nobleman whom she had nursed. And she really came to believe that it would come off. She says she has some sort of foreknowledge of things.” The Colonel smiled: “Granted all this, my dear; what is it you want me to do?” “To do nothing!” she answered quickly. Then she went with some hesitation: “Lucius you are so determined when you take up an idea, and I know you are not pleased with this little joke. You are mixing it up with honour--the honour that you fight about; and if you go on, it may cause pain to us all. We are only a pack of women, after all, and you mustn’t be hard on us.” “Judy, my dear, I am never hard on a woman, am I?” “No! Indeed you’re not,” she avowed heartily. “You’re the very incarnation of sweetness, and gentleness, and tenderness, and chivalry with them … But then you take it out of the men that cross you!” “That’s as a gentleman should be, I take it” he said reflectively, unconsciously stroking his white moustache. Then he said briskly: “Now Judy seriously tell me what you wish me to do or not to do. I must have _some_ kind of clue to your wishes, you know.” As she was silent for the moment he went on gravely. “I think I understand, my dear. Be quite content, I take it all for a joke and a joke between us it shall remain. But I must speak to Joy about it. There are some things which if used as subjects for jokes lead to misunderstandings. Be quite easy in your mind. You know I love my daughter too well to give her a moment’s pain that I can spare her. Thank you Judy for speaking to me. I might have misunderstood and gone perhaps too far. But you know how sensitive--‘touchy’ Joy calls it--about my name and my family I am; and I hope you will always bear that in mind. And besides my dear, there is the other gentleman to be considered. He too, may have a word to say. As he is a nobleman he ought to be additionally scrupulous about any misuse of his name; and of course I should have to resent any implication made by him against any member of my family!” “Good Lord!” said Judy to herself, as he stood up and left her with his usual courtly bow. “What a family to deal with. This poor little joke is as apt to end in bloodshed as not. The Colonel is on the war-path already; I can see that by his stateliness!” Colonel Ogilvie thought over the matter for a whole day before he spoke to Joy; he was always very grave and serious regarding subjects involving honour and duty.