A WARNING Hunterleys dined alone at a small round table, set in a remote corner of the great restaurant attached to the Hotel de Paris.

The scene around him was full of colour and interest.

A scarlet-coated band made wonderful music.

The toilettes of the women who kept passing backwards and forwards, on their way to the various tables, were marvellous; in their way unique.

The lights and flowers of the room, its appointments and adornments, all represented the last word in luxury.