Eld bowed courteously to Lady Dalmo: "Yes, Madam. My mother's name is Charlotte Pelham-Clinton."
"That explains it." Lady Dalmo nodded slightly, her tone gaining a touch of congeniality: "Your family name is quite familiar in Nottinghamshire. I remember your maternal grandfather's branch had close ties with the Duke of Newcastle's Mansion."
This time, Eld responded quickly: "Indeed, Madam. But those matters are already from a past generation's social season."
"You can't say it like that." Lady Dalmo smiled slightly: "In London, the names of the past generation are often more enduring than the resumes of the present. I heard you just mentioned Eton and Harrow. You must have quite the insight into public school education?"
