“I told him I wished to enter,” she said imperiously, half closing her eyes.
“Yes, sir,” said Lecky. “That was it. The lady wished to enter.”
Thorold bowed.
“It was sufficient,” he said. “That will do, Lecky.”
“Yes, sir.”
“But I say, Lecky, when next you address me publicly, try to remember that I am not in the peerage.”
The servant squinted.
“Certainly, sir.” And he retired.
“Now we are alone,” said Miss Sartorius. “Introduce us, Eve, and explain.”
Miss Fincastle, having regained self-control, introduced her dear friend the radiant star of the Regency Theatre, and her acquaintance the millionaire.