explaining that he really was not hurt, and suggesting that, as they
were there, perhaps they would like something to eat and drink.

The girls made one last frantic appeal to the man of buckram and
pipeclay, but the etiquette of the Saxon Army was inexorable. It
transpired that he might kill the hairdresser, but nothing else: he
must not speak to him--not even explain to the poor devil why it was
that he was being killed.

[Her path of Usefulness.]

It did not seem quite worth it. They had some sandwiches and coffee
at the hairdresser's expense, and went home in a cab: while the
chaperon had breakfast with the officer of noble family.

The American girl has succeeded in freeing European social
intercourse from many of its hide-bound conventions. There is still
much work for her to do. But I have faith in her.



CHAPTER XV



[Music and the Savage.]

I never visit a music-hall without reflecting concerning the great
future there must be before the human race.