As I was reading the last lines it dawned on me that Jarrett, learning that I was certainly coming to London, had begun to advertise me. I frankly explained this to Perrin.
“What objection is there,” I said, “to my making use of my evenings to earn money, as the thing has been offered me?”
“That has nothing to do with me—it is the business of the Committee.”
“That is too much!” I cried, and calling for my secretary I said: “Give me Delaunay’s letter that I gave you yesterday.”
He brought it out of one of his numerous pockets and gave it to Perrin to read:
Would you care to come and play “La Nuit d’Octobre” at Lady Dudley’s on Thursday, June 5th? They will give us each 5,000 francs. Kind regards,
Delaunay.
“Let me have this letter,” said the manager, visibly annoyed.
“No, I will not. But you may tell Delaunay that I have told you of his offer.”
For the next two or three days nothing was talked of in Paris but the scandalous announcement of the Times. The French were then almost entirely ignorant of the habits and customs of the English. At last all this talk annoyed me, and I begged Perrin to try and stop it, and the following day there appeared in the National of the 29th of May: