“A Mr. Finn, aunt!  Why, he is a particular friend of mine.  Of course I do, and he was at Saulsby.  I have met him there more than once.  Don’t you remember that we were riding about together?”

“I remember that he was there, certainly; but I did not know that he was a special—­friend.”

“Most especial, aunt.  A 1, I may say;—­among young men, I mean.”

Lady Baldock was certainly the most indiscreet of old women in such a matter as this, and Violet the most provoking of young ladies.  Lady Baldock, believing that there was something to fear,—­as, indeed, there was, much to fear,—­should have been content to destroy the card, and to keep the young lady away from the young gentleman, if such keeping away was possible to her.  But Miss Effingham was certainly very wrong to speak of any young man as being A 1.  Fond as I am of Miss Effingham, I cannot justify her, and must acknowledge that she used the most offensive phrase she could find, on purpose to annoy her aunt.

“Violet,” said Lady Baldock, bridling up, “I never heard such a word before from the lips of a young lady.”

“Not as A 1?  I thought it simply meant very good.”

“A 1 is a nobleman,” said Lady Baldock.

“No, aunt;—­A 1 is a ship,—­a ship that is very good,” said Violet.

“And do you mean to say that Mr. Finn is,—­is,—­is,—­very good?”

“Yes, indeed.  You ask Lord Brentford, and Mr. Kennedy.  You know he saved poor Mr. Kennedy from being throttled in the streets.”

“That has nothing to do with it.  A policeman might have done that.”

“Then he would have been A 1 of policemen,—­though A 1 does not mean a policeman.”

“He would have done his duty, and so perhaps did Mr. Finn.”

“Of course he did, aunt.  It couldn’t have been his duty to stand by and see Mr. Kennedy throttled.  And he nearly killed one of the men, and took the other prisoner with his own hands.  And he made a beautiful speech the other day.  I read every word of it.  I am so glad he’s a Liberal.  I do like young men to be Liberals.”  Now Lord Baldock was a Tory, as had been all the Lord Baldocks,—­since the first who had been bought over from the Whigs in the time of George III at the cost of a barony.

“You have nothing to do with politics, Violet.”

“Why shouldn’t I have something to do with politics, aunt?”

“And I must tell you that your name is being very unpleasantly mentioned in connection with that of this young man because of your indiscretion.”

“What indiscretion?” Violet, as she made her demand for a more direct accusation, stood quite upright before her aunt, looking the old woman full in the face,—­almost with her arms akimbo.

“Calling him A 1, Violet.”

“People have been talking about me and Mr. Finn, because I just now, at this very moment, called him A 1 to you!  If you want to scold me about anything, aunt, do find out something less ridiculous than that.”