Maurice opened the door, and Cunningham, Castleton and Walker advanced to make their bows.
"This is Miss Pearl, and this is Miss Dale."
"Pleased to meet you," said Irene.
Jenny said nothing, but shook hands silently, taking the measure of the trio with shrewd and vivid glances.
"Sit down, won't you?" said Cunningham.
"Have a chair?" Walker suggested.
Castleton looked at Jenny.
"Isn't he tall?" she commented. "Doesn't he remind you of somebody?"
"No," said Irene vaguely.
"He does me. That Russian juggler—you know—who was struck on Queenie Danvers. You know—the one we used to call Fuzzy Bill."