“Whoever is that?” said Nelly.
“New man,” replied one of the chorus gentlemen. “Came this morning.”
Nelly turned to Jill.
“He looks just like Mr Rooke!” she exclaimed.
“He is Mr Rooke!” said Jill.
“He can’t be!”
“He is!”
“But what is he doing here?”
Jill bit her lip.
“That’s just what I’m going to ask him myself,” she said.