After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod and she winked at me again. “ — and we've produced all the things that go to make civilization — oh, science and art and all that. Do you see?”

There was something pathetic in his concentration as if his complacency, more acute than of old, was not enough to him any more. When, almost immediately, the telephone rang inside and the butler left the porch Daisy seized upon the momentary interruption and leaned toward me.

“I'll tell you a family secret,” she whispered enthusiastically. “It's about the butler's nose. Do you want to hear about the butler's nose?”

“That's why I came over tonight.