The corridor door opened and closed. Somebody went into his bedroom with Selinda—that being the only available cloak-room for women.
XI
HER NIGHT
“Thessalie Dunois! This is charming of you!” said Barres, crossing the studio swiftly and taking her hand in both of his.
“I’m so glad to see you, Garry—” she looked past him across the studio at Dulcie, and her voice died out for a moment. “Who is that girl?” she enquired under her breath.
“I’ll present you——”
“Wait. Who is she?”
“Dulcie Soane——”
“Soane?”