"You have enjoyed it," he said.
"Yes—ever so much. But I liked Miss Farrow and the play she was in better."
Jimmy turned sharply away; nobody answered.
"We're going on to Marnio's to supper," Jimmy said as they crossed the foyer. "Christine has never been there."
She looked up instantly.
"No, I haven't."
"It's the place to see stage favourites," Sangster told her.
In his heart he was surprised that Jimmy should choose to go there. He thought it extremely probable that Cynthia Farrow and some of her numerous admirers would put in an appearance; but it was not his business, and he raised no objection.
When they entered the long room he cast a swift glance round. She was not here yet, at all events; one could only hope that she would not come at all.
Everything was new and wonderful to Christine. She was like a child in her delight. She sat in a corner of one of the great, softly cushioned sofas, and looked about her with wide eyes.