"Oh, if he's like that, he'll never do for the British public, my dear. He may get their money but he won't get their votes. After all, would you have the country governed by Addie Tristram's son?" "I suppose it would be rather risky," said the Imp reluctantly. But she cheered up directly on the strength of an obvious thought. "There are much more interesting things than politics," she said. "And how is Cecily?" asked Lady Evenswood. "Oh, she's just adorable--and Mrs Iver's got her a very good housekeeper." The old lady laughed as she turned to welcome Lord Southend. "I've just met Disney," he remarked. "He doesn't seem to mind being out." "Oh, he'll be back before long, and without his incumbrances. And Flora's delighted to get a winter abroad. It couldn't have happened more conveniently, she says." "He told me to tell you that he thought your young friend--he meant Harry Tristram--was lost forever now." "What a shame!" cried Mina indignantly. "Just like Robert! He never could understand that a man has a history just as a country has. He is and ought to be part of his family." "No sense of historical continuity," nodded Southend. "I agree, and that's just why, though I admire Disney enormously, I----" "Generally vote against him on critical occasions? Yes, Robert makes so many admirers like that." "Is his work at Blinkhampton nothing?" demanded Mina. "He got in for that while he was dispossessed," smiled Southend. "I say, thank heaven he wouldn't have the viscounty!" "That would have been deplorable," agreed Lady Evenswood. "It's all a very curious little episode." "Yes. No more than that." "Yes, it is more," cried Mina. "Without it he'd never have married Cecily." "Romance, Madame Zabriska, romance!" Southend shook his head at her severely.