"I don't know. They can't possibly come for tea and cakes, so it must be Jane."
"She is a wonder! Did you know all this about her when you married her?"
"Certainly," lied Jerry.
"Everybody admires her. Is that the English poet over there?"
"Yes, there are heaps of celebrities here to-day. I will gather in some for you," he laughed.
Just then Althea entered the room and he almost lost control of his features. He saw her swift glance of appraisal as she went to Jane, who greeted her as if they had met yesterday.
"What a beautiful studio, Mrs. Paxton," she chattered to cover the embarrassment of the moment.
"Yes, we like it. Jerry, here is an old friend of yours," Jane said.
"How do you do?" he remarked.
"How do you do, Strange Man?" she exclaimed.