"I've a good mind to tell her what you said. Do her no end of good. And I should get a bit of my own back after the way she's been ragging me."
They stood talking by the door until the music stopped. Then Jack and Eric turned and went downstairs, while Deganway sidled up to Lady Barbara.
"No, you're tiresome to-night," she told him, when he asked for another dance. "Who are those two going out? I don't know them."
"The fair one's Jack Waring——"
"Well, I should like to know him," Lady Barbara interrupted. "I'm tired of everybody."
Deganway hurried obediently out of the room and returned a moment later with a smirk of satisfaction.
"Try again, Babs," he suggested. "Waring's not taking any."
"Do talk intelligibly, Gerry!"
"Well, I told him before that he ought to meet you. I said what good fun you were and what he was missing and all that sort of thing——"
Lady Barbara shivered at the blunt catalogue of her charms.