than he had done.

The cross-examination had moved on to the subject of Larry's religion,
and the combative fervour of Major Dick's Protestantism might have
edified John Knox.

"But look here, Frederica," he said, putting down his cup and saucer,
with a crash, on the high mantelpiece, "you don't mean to tell me that
the boy has to go to Mass with the servants--on the cook's lap, I
suppose--on the outside car! Good Heeavens! Poor old Tom! Talk about
turning in his grave! I should think he was going head over heels in
it by this time!"

This referred to the late Colonel Coppinger, the genuineness of whose
conversion to his wife's Church had never been accepted by Major
Talbot-Lowry.

"My _dear_ Dick!" said Lady Isabel.

Miss Coppinger closed her lips tightly with an air of high
self-control.

"That is a matter of opinion!" she said blandly. "Tom was perfectly
aware of what changing his religion involved, in this country--though
it's probably quite different in India. In any case, the thing is
done, and as I believe it to be my Duty to send Larry to his chapel,
to his chapel he shall go!"

Unimaginative people, or those of limited vocabulary, affixed to Miss
Coppinger the ancient label: "A typical old maid," and considered that