“What is it?” They strolled off.
“I’m in a mess. I just found out—Oh, Lord.” He had caught sight of Maria coming towards him. “Come on outside. I’ll never be able to tell you in here. It’s terrible.”
They stepped out of the door and were almost knocked over by Gin, who was in a whirl of dishevelled shawl and escaping hair. She flung herself upon them.
“Thank goodness you’re here,” she cried. “Take me home. I’m in the most awful mess.”
“Another?” asked Teddy. “Well, tell us all about it.”
They went to Blake’s car and crowded into the front seat.
Teddy nodded to Gin. “Well, tell yours first.”
“I couldn’t possibly tell you,” she said. “It’s too involved. It’s indecent besides. Just get me out of here before Harvey finds me, because he’s in a state and if I see him again I’ll pull his hair out.” She laughed in a shrill voice. “The old sheep,” she said hysterically. “He acts exactly like a sheep.”
“Well, then, wait a minute. Blake’s really in trouble.”
“Oh.” She calmed down immediately. “I’m sorry. Is it serious?”