"And that?" said I.
"That," said she, "is to——"
Sir Charles loomed up before us, with Sally Radigan at his side.
"It will take just a moment to settle it," I heard him say to his hostess.
"Sir Wigge wishes to speak to you, Pearl," said Mrs. Radigan softly to her sister. And to me: "Come and make a four at bridge. Marian has gone to bed with a violent headache."
"My dear Miss Vial," I heard Sir Charles say.
Pearl blew one last smoke ring, tossed away her cigarette, and turned those lustrous eyes on him. I saw the inscrutable smile.
"Do you wonder his Highness is crazy about her?" said Mrs. Radigan, as she led me away.