"First time you've been to one of Sassoon's parties?" asked Winona abruptly.
"First time! I'm quite excited!"
"You've met him, then?"
"No, not yet! I'm going as a chorus girl."
"What?"
"He's entertaining the sextette of the Gay Prince—I'm to replace one. I got the bid through Adèle Vickers—you remember her? She's in the sextette."
"Adèle Vickers," said Winona, with a frown.
"It's on the quiet, naturally," said Doré, not noticing the expression. "I'm to be taken for a chorus girl, by old Sassoon too—complications, heaps of fun!"
"You're crazy! Some one'll recognize you!"
"Bah!"