The brains of club-land were much exercised in
seeking out possible merit where none was very obvious to
the naked intelligence, and the house-party at Lady Susan's
was possessed by the same uncertainty and irresolution that
infected wider circles.
``It is just the time for bringing off a good coup,'' said
Bertie van Tahn.
``Undoubtedly. But with what?'' demanded Clovis for the
twentieth time.
The women of the party were just as keenly interested in
the matter, and just as helplessly perplexed; even the
mother of Clovis, who usually got good racing information
from her dressmaker, confessed herself fancy free on this
occasion. Colonel Drake, who was professor of military
history at a minor cramming establishment, was the only
person who had a definite selection for the event, but as
his choice varied every three hours he was worse than
useless as an inspired guide. The crowning difficulty of
the problem was that it could only be fitfully and furtively
discussed. Lady Susan disapproved of racing. She
disapproved of many things; some people went as far as to
say that she disapproved of most things.
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