All right, then.

Fetch me in an hour." She put the receiver back.
"Why not ?" she said to herself, ringing for her maid.

"Bed's for old people.

Thank God, I sha'n't be old for a century." She presented her back to the deft-fingered girl and yawned.

But the near-by clatter of traffic sounded in her ears.
II Gilbert Palgrave turned back to his dressing table.