to be met with in small villages.

 

“Ah!” said Caroline interestedly. “Chow.”

 

“I believe,” said Miss Ganett, temporarily diverted, “that it’s the right thing

nowadays to say ‘Chee’ not ‘Chow.’”

 

“Nonsense,” said Caroline. “I have always said ‘_Chow_.’”

 

“In the Shanghai Club,” said Colonel Carter, “they say ‘_Chow_.’”

 

Miss Ganett retired, crushed.

 

“What were you saying about Flora Ackroyd?” asked Caroline, after a moment or

two devoted to the game. “Was she with any one?”

 

“Very much so,” said Miss Ganett.

 

The eyes of the two ladies met, and seemed to exchange information.

 

“Really,” said Caroline interestedly. “Is that it? Well, it doesn’t surprise me

in the least.”

 

“We’re waiting for you to discard, Miss Caroline,” said the colonel. He

sometimes affects the pose of the bluff male, intent on the game and indifferent