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The lot fell to Mr. Richards, the excellent
Vice-President, an elderly gentleman whose carefully parted hair and
flowing beard made him the very picture of respectability. To look at
him, one would have said that the dear lady could not be in better
hands.
Mr. Keith was a perfect host. He had the right word for everybody; his
infectious conviviality made them all straightway at their ease. The
overdressed native ladies, the priests and officials moving about in
prim little circles, were charmed with his affable manner "so different
from most Englishmen"; likewise that flock of gleeful tourists who had
suddenly turned up, craving for admission without a single letter of
introduction between them, and were forthwith welcomed on the strength
of the fact that one of their party had been to Easter Island. Even the
PARROCO could not help laughing as Keith, with irresistible good
nature, seized him by the arm and thrust a MARRON GLACE between his
lips. An ideal host! The "Falernian system" was in abeyance that day.


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