They were quite the most distinguished-looking people in the room.
"If you think they'll come," he remarked doubtfully.

"Aren't we rather comfortable as we are ?" She made her way between the tables.
"Oh, they'll come," she declared.

"They're pals!" She floated down the room with a cigarette in her mouth, very graceful in her airy muslin skirts and large hat.

Guy followed her admiringly with his eyes.

The Viennese lady suddenly tore off a corner of her menu and scribbled something quickly.