"That wasn't very nice to me," Sherringham commented.
"But when you had left us in black darkness what were our prospects?"
"I see. It's all right. Go on."
"Then Mrs. Lovick said her brother was to be in Paris a few days and she would tell him to come and see us. He arrived, she told him and he came. Voilà!" said Mrs. Rooth.
"So that now—so far as he is concerned—Miss Rooth has prospects?"
"He isn't a manager unfortunately," she qualified.
"Where does he act?"
"He isn't acting just now; he has been abroad. He has been to Italy, I believe, and is just stopping here on his way to London."
"I see; he is a perfect gentleman," said Sherringham.
"Ah you're jealous of him!"