Международный эпизод

           MythreeweeksatNewportseemedlikeahappydream.”“AmericacertainlyisverydifferentfromEngland,”saidBessie.“IhopeyoulikeEnglandbetter,eh?”LordLambethrejoinedalmostpersuasively.“NoEnglishmancanaskthatseriouslyofapersonofanothercountry.”Hercompanionlookedatherforamoment.“Youmeanit’samatterofcourse?”“IfIwereEnglish,”saidBessie,“itwouldcertainlyseemtomeamatterofcoursethateveryoneshouldbeagoodpatriot.”“Oh,dear,yes,patriotismiseverything,”saidLordLambeth,notquitefollowing,butverycontented.“Now,whatareyougoingtodohere?”“OnThursdayIamgoingtotheTower.”“TheTower?”“TheTowerofLondon.Didyouneverhearofit?”“Oh,yes,Ihavebeenthere,”saidLordLambeth.“IwastakentherebymygovernesswhenIwassixyearsold.It’sarumidea,yourgoingthere.”“Dogivemeafewmorerumideas,”saidBessie.“Iwanttoseeeverythingofthatsort.IamgoingtoHamptonCourt,andtoWindsor,andtotheDulwichGallery.”LordLambethseemedgreatlyamused.“Iwonderyoudon’tgototheRoshervilleGardens.”“Aretheyinteresting?”askedBessie.“Oh,wonderful.”“Aretheyveryold?That’sallIcarefor,”saidBessie.“Theyaretremendouslyold;theyareallfallingtoruins.”“Ithinkthereisnothingsocharmingasanoldruinousgarden,”saidtheyounggirl.“Wemustcertainlygothere.”LordLambethbrokeoutintomerriment.