"No. I came to the dressing-room. I am one of the company," answered
Janina rather loudly.
"Oh, you are?"
A few heads raised themselves above the tables and a few pairs of eyes were centered upon Janina.
Janina told the brunette her name.
"Girls! . . . this new one calls herself Orlowska. Get acquainted with her!" called the brunette.
A few of those sitting nearest her stretched out their hands in greeting and then proceeded with their make-up.
"Louise, loan me some powder."
"Go buy it!"
"Say Sowinska!" called down one of the girls through the open door to the lower dressing-room, "I met that same guy . . . you know! . . . I was walking along Nowy Swiat."
"Tell it to the marines! Who would fall for such a scarecrow as you!" put in another.