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           Ourpartyiswellselected.We’venousefordeafoldwomen,whocannotfollowintellectualconversation.”

           AlloureyeswereturnedtoMrs.Field,whofortunately,beingdeaf,didnothearhisremarks;butcontinuedsmilingapproval.

           “WehavenorepresentativeatMr.Franching’stable,”saidMr.Huttle,“oftheunenlightenedfrivolousmatron,whogoestoasecondclassdanceatBayswaterandfanciessheisinSociety.Societydoesnotknowher;ithasnouseforher.”

           Mr.Huttlepausedforamomentandtheopportunitywasaffordedfortheladiestorise.IaskedMr.Franchingquietlytoexcuseme,asIdidnotwishtomissthelasttrain,whichweverynearlydid,by-the-by,throughCarriehavingmislaidthelittleclothcricket-capwhichshewearswhenwegoout.

           ItwasverylatewhenCarrieandIgothome;butonenteringthesitting-roomIsaid:“Carrie,whatdoyouthinkofMr.HardfurHuttle?”Shesimplyanswered:“HowlikeLupin!”Thesameideaoccurredtomeinthetrain.Thecomparisonkeptmeawakehalfthenight.Mr.Huttlewas,ofcourse,anolderandmoreinfluentialman;buthewaslikeLupin,anditmademethinkhowdangerousLupinwouldbeifhewereolderandmoreinfluential.IfeelproudtothinkLupindoesresembleMr.Huttleinsomeways.Lupin,likeMr.Huttle,hasoriginalandsometimeswonderfulideas;butitisthoseideasthataresodangerous.Theymakemenextremelyrichorextremelypoor.Theymakeorbreakmen.Ialwaysfeelpeoplearehappierwholiveasimpleunsophisticatedlife