" Having
mentioned this, she looked anxious instantly. "Did you ever feel any
weakness there, Georgie?"
"No!" he laughed.
"Are you sure, dear?"
"No!" And he laughed again. "Did you?"
"Oh, I think not--at least, the doctor told me he thought my heart was
about all right. He said I needn't be alarmed."
"I should think not! Women do seem to be always talking about health:
I suppose they haven't got enough else to think of!"
"That must be it," she said gayly. "We're an idle lot!"
George had taken off his coat. "I don't like to hint to a lady," he
said, "but I do want to dress before dinner."
"Don't be long; I've got to do a lot of looking at you, dear!" She
kissed him and ran away singing.
But his Aunt Fanny was not so fond; and at the dinner-table there came
a spark of liveliness into her eye when George patronizingly asked her
what was the news in her own "particular line of sport."
"What do you mean, Georgie?" she asked quietly.
"Oh I mean: What's the news in the fast set generally? You been
causing any divorces lately?"
"No," said Fanny, the spark in her eye getting brighter.
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