"Oh, rather an angel. His name's Corkran. He's got pots of money, I believe. Anyway they're engaged, and the ball is sort of in honour of it."
"Half a minute. What's this chap's Christian name?"
"Corkran? Tony. Why?"
Frank raised his brows. "Old Corks! I thought it must be. He was at school with me."
"How delightful for him!" said Miss Matthews politely.
At that moment the door opened and a tall, thin man with white hair came in. Frank got up. "Evening, Uncle."
Sir Humphrey shook hands. "Well, Frank? I've only just heard that you'd arrived. What kept you?"
"Felicity, sir. She told me a short way from town. It wasn't."
"So the great Mr. Amberley got lost! The mighty are fallen, Frank."
"Fraid so, sir."