“But – that was different,” Angela muttered.
“Why is it different?” her brother asked. “All you have to do is to walk onto the stage, looking like yourself and say whatever the Marquis tells you you have to say.”
“B-but – how can I possibly – go to this house? And besides – I have no clothes – ”
“That is no trouble,” Trevor interrupted her. “George Edwardes will provide those and, incidentally, I told him that you would do it.”
Before his sister could speak, he added rapidly,
“At least I said to him that I could find him an angel who could fill the bill as well as if not better than Lucy. But I did not tell him that I was thinking of my sister.”
“Why not?” Angela asked.
Her brother looked away from her before he replied,
“Let me explain. If you go to the Marquis’s, you will go as a
