“We will want to know all about her,” the Duke said, “to make quite certain that you are not getting off to an unfair start.”
“I am not,” Sir Hugo replied, “because I have not seen the girl in question for three years.”
“Who is she?”
“She happens to be my niece.”
There was silence for a moment and then Lord Carnforth suggested,
“We had better know every detail before we accept Hugo’s entry for the contest.”
“I am perfectly prepared to give them to you,” Hugo Benson answered. “The girl in question is the daughter of my brother, who you may or may not remember was a Parson, the Vicar of a small Parish in Worcestershire.”
Someone laughed and then commented,
“Sorry, Hugo, but I had no idea that your brother was a Parson. It is quite the most ludicrous thing I have ever heard that you,
