"
"I've taken that for two months," said Miss King.
Meldon whistled softly. He was surprised. Ballymoy House, even if let
at a low rent, is an expensive place to live in.
"My servants went down there yesterday," said Miss King. She opened
her bag and groped among the contents as she spoke.
"Would you be very much shocked if I smoked a cigarette?" she asked.
"Not in the least," said Meldon. "I smoke myself."
"I was afraid--being a clergyman--you are a clergyman, aren't you?
Some people are so prejudiced against ladies smoking."
"I'm not," said Meldon. "I'm remarkably free from prejudices of any
kind. I pride myself on being open-minded. My wife doesn't smoke, but
that's merely because she doesn't like it. If she did, I shouldn't
make the slightest objection. All the same, you oughtn't to go puffing
cigarettes about the streets of Ballymoy. The Major's a bit
old-fashioned in some ways, and I don't expect Doyle is accustomed to
see ladies smoking. You'll have to be very careful. If you start
people talking they may find out who you are, and then there will
certainly be unpleasantness."
"Would they disapprove of me?"
"Almost sure to.
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