Surely he must be really épris with Million to be so roused over her knowing a few unconventional people. I've read somewhere that the typical young Englishman may be considered to be truly in love as soon as he begins to resent some girl's other amusements.
Mr. Brace went on: "And where has he taken Miss Million to this evening, may I ask?"
I moved to put the cushions straight on the couch as I gave him the evening's programme. "They were dining at the Carlton with a party, I think. Then they were going on to see Miss Vi Vassity's turn at the Palace. Then they were all to have supper at a place called the Thousand and One——"
"Where?" put in Mr. Brace, in a voice so horrified that it made his remarks up till then sound quite pleased and approving. "The Thousand and One Club? He's taken Miss Million there? Of all places on earth! You let her go there?"
He spoke as if nothing more terrible could have happened....
CHAPTER XVII
REVELRY BY NIGHT
But why am I writing all this, in view of the really serious and terrible thing that has happened after all?