“Pleased to have met you, Lady Münster. I hope you’ll call and see our new house. We’re going to give a ball soon. We’re entertaining this season.”
“She certainly is,” murmured Lady Gertrude. Then, as she left: “My dear, where do you pick up your extraordinary friends?”
This was a particularly nasty one for Lady Kellynch, who made such a point of her exclusiveness.
“Clifford is responsible for this, I think,” said Bertha. “The boys are at the same school, and they’ve been very kind to him. I think she’s very amusing, and a good sort.”
“Oh, quite a character! She told me she met her husband at Blackpool. He fell in love with her when she was playing Prince Charming in No. 2 B Company on tour with the pantomime Little Miss Muffet.”
“Just what one would have thought!” said Lady Kellynch, rather tragically.
“I’ve come to ask you if you’ll go with Percy to the Queen’s Hall to-morrow,” Bertha said. “He wants you to come so much.”
The mother delightedly consented.
“Curious fad that is the mania for serious music,” said Lady Gertrude. “You don’t share your husband’s taste for it, it seems?”
“Well, I do, really. But it’s such a treat for him to take his mother out!” said Bertha tactfully.