`Not even sixpenny points at whist?'

`Never!' she repeated. `Whist is innocent enough: but whist played for money!' She shuddered.

Arthur became serious again. `I'm afraid I ca'n't take that view,' he said. `I consider that the introduction of small stakes for card-playing was one of the most moral acts Society ever did, as Society.'

`How was it so?' said Lady Muriel.

`Because it took Cards, once for all, out of the category of games at which cheating is possible. Look at the way Croquet is demoralizing Society. Ladies are beginning to cheat at it, terribly: and, if they're found out, they only laugh, and call it fun. But when there's money at stake, that is out of the question. The swindler is not accepted as a wit. When a man sits down to cards, and cheats his friends out of their money, he doesn't get much fun out of it--unless he thinks it fun to be kicked down stairs!'

`If all gentlemen thought as badly of ladies as you do,' my neighbour remarked with some bitterness, `there would be very few--very few--'. She seemed doubtful how to end her sentence, but at last took `honeymoons' as a safe word.

`On the contrary,' said Arthur, the mischievous smile returning to his face, `if only people would adopt my theory, the number of honeymoons--quite of a new kind--would be greatly increased!'

`May we hear about this new kind of honeymoon?' said Lady Muriel.

`Let X be the gentleman,' Arthur began, in a slightly raised voice, as he now found himself with an audience of six, including `Mein Herr', who was seated at the other side of my polynomial partner. `Let X be the gentleman, and Y the lady to whom he thinks of proposing. He applies for an Experimental Honeymoon. It is granted. Forthwith the young couple--accompanied by the great-aunt of Y, to act as chaperone-- start for a month's tour, during which they have many a moonlight-walk, and many a tête-à-tête conversation, and each can form a more correct estimate of the other's character, in four weeks, than would have been possible in as many year, when meeting under the ordinary restrictions of Society. And it is only after their return that X finally decides whether he will, or will not, put the momentous question to Y!'

`In nine cases out of ten,' the pompous man proclaimed, `he would decide to break it off!'

`Then, in nine cases out of ten,' Arthur rejoined, `an unsuitable match would be prevented, and both parties saved from misery!'

`The only really unsuitable matches,' the old lady remarked, `are those made without sufficient Money. Love may come afterwards. Money is needed to begin with!'

This remark was cast loose upon Society, as a sort of general challenge; and, as such, it was at once accepted by several of those within hearing: Money became the keynote of the conversation for some time: and a fitful echo of it was again heard, when the dessert had been placed upon the table, the servants had left the room, and the Earl had started the wine in its welcome progress round the table.

`I'm very glad to see you keep up the old customs,' I said to Lady Muriel as I filled her glass. `It's really delightful to experience, once more, the peaceful feeling that comes over one when the waiters have left the room-- when one can converse without the feeling of being overheard, and without having dishes constantly thrust over one's shoulder. How much more sociable it is to be able to pour out the wine for the ladies, and to hand the dishes to those who wish for them!'

`In that case, kindly send those peaches down here,' said a fat red-faced man, who was seated beyond our pompous friend. `I've been wishing for them--diagonally--for some time!'