“How can you doubt it?”
Jill looked at him.
“Have you thought what it would mean?”
“What it would mean?”
“Well, your mother …”
“Oh!” Derek dismissed Lady Underhill with a grand gesture.
“Yes,” persisted Jill, “but, if she disapproved of your marrying me before, wouldn’t she disapprove a good deal more now, when I haven’t a penny in the world and am just in the chorus …”
A sort of strangled sound proceeded from Derek’s throat.
“In the chorus!”
“Didn’t you know? I thought Freddie must have told you.”