“To-morrow and Thursday are all right,” she said frankly to Charlotte on the second day, “but I’m not half-satisfied with Friday.”
“What improvement then do you suggest?”
“Well, my strong point, you know, is TABLEAUX VIVANTS.”
“Charming. And what is your favourite character?”
“Boss!” said Mrs. Guy with decision; and it was very markedly under that ensign that she had, within a few hours, completely planned her campaign and recruited her troop. Every word she uttered was to the point, but none more so than, after a general survey of their equipment, her final enquiry of Charlotte. She had been looking about, but half-appeased, at the muster of decoration and drapery. “We shall be dull. We shall want more colour. You’ve nothing else?”
Charlotte had a thought. “No—I’ve SOME things.”
“Th
