Lord Warburton suddenly turned with a stare. "A rival! Do you call him my rival?"
"Surely—if you both wish to marry the same person."
"Yes—but since he has no chance!"
"I like you, however that may be, for putting your self in his place. It shows imagination."
"You like me for it?" And Lord Warburton looked at her with an uncertain eye. "I think you mean you're laughing at me for it."
