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The
ship
was
safe
,
the
captain
at
table
in
brass
buttons
and
blue
uniform
,
eager
to
be
nice
to
her
--
told
her
so
.
Her
faith
really
,
was
in
the
captain
.
And
there
with
her
,
always
,
was
Cowperwood
,
looking
at
this
whole
,
moving
spectacle
of
life
with
a
suspicious
,
not
apprehensive
,
but
wary
eye
,
and
saying
nothing
about
it
.
In
London
letters
given
them
by
Addison
brought
several
invitations
to
the
opera
,
to
dinner
,
to
Goodwood
for
a
weekend
,
and
so
on
.
Carriages
,
tallyhoes
,
cabs
for
riding
were
invoked
.
A
week-end
invitation
to
a
houseboat
on
the
Thames
was
secured
.
Their
English
hosts
,
looking
on
all
this
as
a
financial
adventure
,
good
financial
wisdom
,
were
courteous
and
civil
,
nothing
more
.
Aileen
was
intensely
curious
.
She
noted
servants
,
manners
,
forms
.
Immediately
she
began
to
think
that
America
was
not
good
enough
,
perhaps
;
it
wanted
so
many
things
.
"
Now
,
Aileen
,
you
and
I
have
to
live
in
Chicago
for
years
and
years
,
"
commented
Cowperwood
.
"
Do
n't
get
wild
.
These
people
do
n't
care
for
Americans
,
ca
n't
you
see
that
?
They
would
n't
accept
us
if
we
were
over
here
--
not
yet
,
anyhow
.
We
're
merely
passing
strangers
,
being
courteously
entertained
.
"
Cowperwood
saw
it
all
.
Aileen
was
being
spoiled
in
a
way
,
but
there
was
no
help
.
She
dressed
and
dressed
.
The
Englishmen
used
to
look
at
her
in
Hyde
Park
,
where
she
rode
and
drove
;
at
Claridges
'
where
they
stayed
;
in
Bond
Street
,
where
she
shopped
.
The
Englishwomen
,
the
majority
of
them
remote
,
ultra-conservative
,
simple
in
their
tastes
,
lifted
their
eyes
.
Cowperwood
sensed
the
situation
,
but
said
nothing
.
He
loved
Aileen
,
and
she
was
satisfactory
to
him
,
at
least
for
the
present
,
anyhow
,
beautiful
.
If
he
could
adjust
her
station
in
Chicago
,
that
would
be
sufficient
for
a
beginning
.
After
three
weeks
of
very
active
life
,
during
which
Aileen
patronized
the
ancient
and
honorable
glories
of
England
,
they
went
on
to
Paris
.
Here
she
was
quickened
to
a
child-like
enthusiasm
.
"
You
know
,
"
she
said
to
Cowperwood
,
quite
solemnly
,
the
second
morning
,
"
the
English
do
n't
know
how
to
dress
.
I
thought
they
did
,
but
the
smartest
of
them
copy
the
French
.
Take
those
men
we
saw
last
night
in
the
Cafe
d'Anglais
.
There
was
n't
an
Englishman
I
saw
that
compared
with
them
.
"
"
My
dear
,
your
tastes
are
exotic
,
"
replied
Cowperwood
,
who
was
watching
her
with
pleased
interest
while
he
adjusted
his
tie
.
"
The
French
smart
crowd
are
almost
too
smart
,
dandified
.
I
think
some
of
those
young
fellows
had
on
corsets
.
"
"
What
of
it
?
"
replied
Aileen
.
"
I
like
it
.
If
you
're
going
to
be
smart
,
why
not
be
very
smart
?
"
"
I
know
that
's
your
theory
,
my
dear
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
it
can
be
overdone
.
There
is
such
a
thing
as
going
too
far
.
You
have
to
compromise
even
if
you
do
n't
look
as
well
as
you
might
.
You
ca
n't
be
too
very
conspicuously
different
from
your
neighbors
,
even
in
the
right
direction
.
"
"
You
know
,
"
she
said
,
stopping
and
looking
at
him
,
"
I
believe
you
're
going
to
get
very
conservative
some
day
--
like
my
brothers
.
