"So am I," added Gwendoline, "unless Tony wants to stay."
Tony buttoned his coat.
"Mr. Delmar's interest in racing," he observed, "is temporarily suspended."
* * * * * * *
It was just six o'clock when the big dust-stained car pulled up outside Portman Mansions. Reggie opened the door, and Gwendoline, after collecting her various possessions, rustled daintily out.
"Eight o'clock, Reggie," she said, "and there's a woodcock for dinner. Don't be late. Good-bye, Miss Gilbert. Good-bye, Tony; I'm frightfully sorry Little Eva lost."
"Your griefs are mine, Gwendoline," observed Tony gravely. "Where do you want to get out, Reggie?"
"Oh, drop Miss Gilbert next," said Reggie. "I'll come along with you to Hyde Court."
A few minutes brought them to Curzon Street, where Musette alighted.
"Eight o'clock also, Tony," she said; "but I'm afraid there's no woodcock. It will be an impromptu feast."