As they turned—
“My only husband,” said Rosemary, “is in love with your wife.”
“Yes,” said Peruke quietly. “That’s half the truth.”
“D’you mean that, Derry?”
The man nodded.
“My dear,” he said, “so far as Virginia’s concerned, the sun, moon and stars rise and set between Roger’s shoulder-blades.”
“Well, what on earth,” said his partner, “are we to do? Between you and me and the joker I rather like Roger. He has his faults, but——”
“You must call him off,” said Derry. “Virginia’s a very good girl. He’s enticed her away.”
“Rot,” said Rosemary. “She’s been trying to get him for months. Never mind. Don’t let’s scrap about it. The truth is they’ve both played with the hive, and now we’re stung.”
Peruke glanced down the gallery.