the next day, and then to no great extent.

For several hours he reveled in her society, sitting beside her
in that roomy brougham, Aunt Yvonne opposite, explaining to her
the many places of interest as they passed. They entered the
Capitol; they saw the White House, and, as they were driving back
to the hotel, passed the President of the United States.

Miss Guggenslocker, when informed that the President's carriage
was approaching, relaxed gracefully from the stately reserve that
had been puzzling him, and revealed an eager curiosity. Her eyes
fastened themselves upon the President, Lorry finding
entertainment in the changes that came over her unconscious face.
Instead of noting the veneration he had expected, he was
astonished and somewhat provoked to see a slight curl of disgust
at the corners of her mouth, a pronounced disappointment in her
eyes. Her face expressed ridicule, pure and simple, and, he was
shocked to observe, the exposure was unconscious, therefore
sincere.

"You do not like our ruler?" he said, as the carriage whirled by.
He was returning his hat to his head as he spoke.

"I cannot say. I do not know him," she replied, a tinge of
sarcasm in her voice. "You Americans have one consolation; when
you tire of a ruler you can put another in his place. Is it not
wise to do so quite often?"

"I don't think wise is the word. Expedient is better. I am to
infer that you have no politics."