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"Dinner is served," said the butler. "Will you escort Lady Fullgarney, Mr. Bathurst? And you, Sir Austin might be good enough to take Lady Brantwood? Thank you. If Lady Kemble will honour me? " Sir Matthew Fullgarney led his guests into the brilliantly-lighted dining-room of Dovaston Court. "I should have been delighted," he said, "to have had the Crown Prince of Clorania with us for Christmas but, of course, he has a very much more important engagement"-he chuckled-"the wedding, I believe, is fixed for the last day of the old year. I suppose you are going-Mr. Bathurst? Surely, you should be the guest of honour?"
Anthony laughed. "I was invited, Sir Matthew, it's true-but like the Crown Prince-I had an important engagement myself, last week. I wasn't sure how long it would last-so in the circumstances, I placed myself at Lady Fullgarney's disposal instead. " He bowed, "I am sure that excellent judges would agree that I chose the better part."