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"Lorimer, are
we to congratulate him?"
"If you like!" returned Lorimer. "I dare say he won't object."
So that as soon as Sir Philip set foot on the yacht, his hands were
cordially grasped, and his friends out-vied each other in good wishes
for his happiness. He thanked them simply and with a manly
straightforwardness, entirely free from the usual affected embarrassment
that some modern young men think it seemly to adopt under similar
circumstances.
"The fact is," he said frankly, "I congratulate myself,--I'm more lucky
than I deserve, I know!"
"What a sensation she will make in London, Phil!" said Lorimer suddenly.
"I've just thought of it! Good Heavens! Lady Winsleigh will cry for
sheer spite and vexation!"
Philip laughed. "I hope not," he said. "I should think it would need
immense force to draw a tear from her ladyship's cold bright eyes."
"She used to like you awfully, Phil!" said Lorimer. "You were a great
favorite of hers."
"All men are her favorites with the exception of one--her husband!"
observed Errington gaily.


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