Lord Springdale raised his eyebrows.
“I don’t remember a place of that name,” he said.
“It has just opened,” the patron told him. “It is a new hotel with a very large dance floor. Tonight is to be a very special occasion because they have brought a big band from Paris to play for the dancers. There is to be a cotillion at the end when everyone will receive marvellous prizes.”
“Oh, I would love to go to that!” Mellina piped up without thinking.
Then she glanced quickly at Lord Springdale as if she thought that she was now asking for something that he might disapprove of.
Instead, he said to the patron,
“It sounds entertaining. Please book me a special table and I suppose it starts very late.”
“Non, non, monsieur. You go at nine o’clock. Not for dinner but for supper which I am inform
