"Then it will be all the easier to write the truth upon it," Rose answered.
"Then Miss Marriott doesn't quite know what we want her for yet?" Aubrey Flood asked.
"She only knows that she is going to play lead at the Park Lane Theatre in a new play of mine."
"And that is overwhelming, simply," Mary said with a blush. "It's impossible to believe. But, all the same, I am longing to hear all there is for me to know."
"So you shall after dinner," said Rose, "you shall have full details. Meanwhile, to sum the whole thing up, you are not only going to take a part in a play, but you are going to inaugurate a Revolution!"
CHAPTER VI THE GREAT NEW PLAN
"J. F. R." had spoken with unusual seriousness, and his manner was reflected in the faces of the other guests as they looked towards Mary Marriott.
The girl's brain reeled at the words. A Revolution! What could they mean—what did it all mean? Was she not in truth asleep in her dingy little attic sitting-room? Wouldn't she wake up soon to find the old familiar things around her—all these new surroundings but a dream, a phantom of the imagination?