The man nodded back.
"Hullo, Archie?—d'you know Miss Cadell?"
Cydonia was introduced, dazzling in white, her brown eyes glowing with suppressed excitement.
"Can't you spare him a dance? He's an old pal of mine?" McTaggart asked the girl with a subtle air of possession.
Cydonia smiled mischievously.
"I might give him that extra I half promised you..."
"I'll see that you don't!" said her partner aggressively.
"Rather!" said Thesiger, entering into the sport. "Which is it, Miss Cadell?—the first, I hope?"
Cydonia glanced from one man's face to the other, unusually animated, conscious of her power.
"If Peter lets me off—it's the second supper dance."