Tristan observed him. It was pretty obvious to him now that the man was earnest in his statements about women. Shame. He drank some of his tea to hide any trace of disappointment. But he started when Douglas agreed to have his sketches sent over. He waved his hand. "Oh no, please take no trouble on my account. I did not consider that they would be at home. Perhaps I can come see them when I'm up in the area?" Whenever that was.