There was no doubt whatever which young woman he meant. But Dr. Martineau grunted.
“I don’t like the American type,” the doctor pronounced judicially.
“I do,” Sir Richmond countered.
The doctor thought for a moment or so. “You are committed to the project of visiting Avebury?” he said.
“They ought to see Avebury,” said Sir Richmond.
“H’m,” said the doctor, ostentatiously amused by his thoughts and staring at the fire. “Birth Control! I never did.”
Sir Richmond smiled down on the top of the doctor’s head and said nothing.
“I think,” said the doctor and paused. “I shall leave this Avebury expedition to you.”
“We can be back in the early afternoon,” said Sir Richmond. “To give them a chance of seeing the cathedral. The chapter house here is not one to miss....”
“And then I suppose we shall go on?
“As you please,” said Sir Richmond insincerely.
“I must confess that four people make the car at any rate seem tremendously overpopulated. And to tell the truth, I do not find this encounter so amusing as you seem to do.... I shall not be sorry when we have waved good-bye
