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Dunford stood "You must Every household does"

Henry followed him with her eyes as he walked around the table to pull out her chair He was so handsoht he wanted her Or at least he had acted as if he had And nowNow she didn't knohat to think She stood up and noticed he was looking at her expectantly "I've never seen any here," she said, deciding that he wasfor a reply about the port

"Didn't Carlyle ever entertain?"

"Not very often, actually, although I fail to see what that has to do with port--or with gentlemen"

He eyed her curiously "After a dinner party it is custoentlee in a bit of port"

"Oh"

"Surely you were not ignorant of the custom?"

Henry flushed, painfully aware of her lack of social polish "I did not kno ill-bred youover supper I'll leave you now" She took a few steps toward the door, but Dunford caught her arm

"Henry," he said, "if I hadn't been interested in your conversation, believe me, I would have ht we ether, not because I wanted to rid myself of your co your pardon?" He blinked, co rooed his shoulders helplessly "I haven't the faintest idea I don't think they drink anything"

"That see to sound more like the Henry for whoet your first taste of port"

"If it is so very dreadful, why do you drink it?"

"It isn't dreadful It is merely an acquired taste"

"Hht for a moment "I still think it is a horribly unfair practice, even if port tastes as bad as pig swill"

"Henry!" Dunford was appalled at the tone of his voice He sounded like his e, if you will I'ood manners only for coer"

The conversation had swung so far into the i up in his eyes

"But as for the port," she continued, "it seeentle roo about wine and wo than wine or wosthan wine or women"