There was a short silence.
“I can’t think of anybody,” Turner’s tone was sodden with discouragement.
“Nor I,” said Howarth. “Haven’t you got anybody up your sleeve, Sullivan?”
The Hon. Member for Morroway modestly admitted that there was a lady of his acquaintance who combined all these alluring vices.
“Either of you ever heard of Mrs. Barrington?” he enquired.
Turner thumped his approval. Howarth took his satisfaction more cautiously.
“I’ve seen the dame. Kind of flashy, eh?”
“Tastes differ,” replied his friend.
“Just moved here lately, hasn’t she?”
Sullivan nodded.