31/90 Then the swinging doors revolve and three bundles of fur mince in. The theatre comes afterward; then a table at the Midnight Frolic--of course, mother will be along there, but she will serve only to make things more secretive and brilliant as she sits in solitary state at the deserted table and thinks such entertainments as this are not half so bad as they are painted, only rather wearying. But the P.D.is in love again... it was odd, wasn't it ?--that though there was so much room left in the taxi the P. Odd! Didn't you notice how flushed the P.D.was when she arrived just seven minutes late? |