"Fire away! You don't mean to tell me that Lawrence has been sowing
anything like wild oats? Your voice sounds so serious."
"No, of course not, you goose; can you see Lawrence knee-deep in a field
of anything but--well--the very best Patna rice?" They laughed. "No,
it's very far from wild oats--I think he's fallen in love with
Elizabeth."
"With Elizabeth? But, good Lord! Lawrence hates clever women!"
"I know; he always said he did, and that's what makes it so astounding;
and yet I'm sure I'm right, I can see it in his eye."