“Despite disguise! If it isn’t Arthurine Smee!”
The actress displayed astonishment.
Nature had thrown up upon her lip and cheek two big blonde moles that procured to her physiognomy, somehow or other, an unusual degree of expression.
“My husband has been waiting to hear from you,” she said, “as agent to this Miss Sin——, the new star with the naughty name, and from all I could make out I understand it would be likely to be a Double Engagement.”
“This is Miss Sinquier,” Mrs. Sixsmith exclaimed.
Miss Sinquier blinked.
“Have you done it much?” she asked.
“Often.”
“Where?”
“Everywhere.”