“Yes. With a glare! She looks like Dunsany’s Bird of the Difficult Eye. Count ten and turn carelessly round. There, at that table. Almost behind you.”
“Good Heavens!” exclaimed Jill.
She turned quickly round again.
“What’s the matter? Do you know her? Somebody you don’t want to meet?”
“It’s Lady Underhill! And Derek’s with her!”
Wally had been lifting his glass. He put it down rather suddenly.
“Derek?” he said.
“Derek Underhill. The man I’m engaged to marry.”
There was a moment’s silence.
“Oh!” said Wally thoughtfully. “The man you’re engaged to marry? Yes, I see!”