Lady Nora sighed. "But how uncomfortable! Well, then, you'd better have the Blue Hungarians and the Red ones too. Those who don't like the one can listen to the other."
He laughed and said, "Bertie's the image of his mother. I shall have a first-rate band and second-rate music."
"Agatha, Mrs. Wilkinson," was delighted at all the plans but said she simply must go to supper with Bobby Henderson, as it would be too marked to be escorted by the host.
As a matter of fact, nothing Agatha did was ever noticed, because she never did anything that was not extraordinary.
"Do I look all right, Chetwode?"
"Quite unnecessarily so," said Chetwode, and he gave her a look, which she recognised as the greatest compliment she ever received.
Her eyes brightened and she blushed.
"And who," said Chetwode, "may I ask, put it into your head to wear an entirely gold dress with your golden hair?"
She hesitated half a second.