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           Ijustcameoverforalark.Ihaven’tgotlong.”Heretherewasapause,andLordLambethbeganagain.“ButMr.Westgatewillcomedownhere,willnothe?”“Icertainlyhopehewill.HemusthelptoentertainyouandMr.Beaumont.”LordLambethlookedatheralittlewithhishandsomebrowneyes.“Doyousupposehewouldhavecomedownwithusifwehadurgedhim?”Mr.Westgate’ssister-in-lawwassilentamoment,andthen,“Idaresayhewould,”sheanswered.“Really!”saidtheyoungEnglishman.“HewasimmenselyciviltoBeaumontandme,”headded.“Heisadeargoodfellow,”theyoungladyrejoined,“andheisaperfecthusband.ButallAmericansarethat,”shecontinued,smiling.“Really!”LordLambethexclaimedagainandwonderedwhetherallAmericanladieshadsuchapassionforgeneralizingasthesetwo.Hesatthereagoodwhile:therewasagreatdealoftalk;itwasallveryfriendlyandlivelyandjolly.Everyonepresent,soonerorlater,saidsomethingtohim,andseemedtomakeaparticularpointofaddressinghimbyname.Twoorthreeotherpersonscamein,andtherewasashiftingofseatsandchangingofplaces;thegentlemenallenteredintointimateconversationwiththetwoEnglishmen,madethemurgentoffersofhospitality,andhopedtheymightfrequentlybeofservicetothem.TheywereafraidLordLambethandMr.Beaumontwerenotverycomfortableattheirhotel;thatitwasnot,asoneofthemsaid,“soprivateasthosedearlittleEnglishinnsofyours.