Madame Eulalie turned to him brightly.
"Yes, I'm the dowdy little thing."
"But you're not a dowdy little thing," said Hamilton Beamish, finding thought difficult but concentrating on the one uncontrovertible fact.
"I was when George knew me."
"And your name is Madame Eulalie."
"My professional name. Didn't we agree that anyone who had a name like May Stubbs would want to change it as quickly as possible?"
"You are really May Stubbs?"
"I am."
Hamilton Beamish bit his lip. He regarded his friend coldly.
"I congratulate you, George. You are engaged to two of the prettiest girls I have ever seen."