All this passed very quickly through her mind, for it seemed to her that there had been no appreciable pause when Charlie spoke again.
'Yes, the world is going westwards,' he said. 'I heard a few days ago that Mrs. Emsworth was going to act in New York this autumn. Is it true?'
'I believe so. Why?'
'Mere curiosity. Is she going on her own?'
Sybil laughed.
'Her own! There isn't any. I don't suppose she could pay for a steerage passage for her company. Bilton is taking her,' She paused a moment. 'Do you know Bilton?' she asked.
'The impresario? No,'
'He is a splendid type,' she said, 'of what we are coming to.'
'Cad, I should think,' said Charlie.
'Cad—oh yes. Why not? But a cad with a head. So many cads haven't one. I met him the other night.'