"That's one on me--eh?
Still, what I say is true--or at least ought to be.

By the way, this is the Burlingham Floating Palace of Thespians, floating temple to the histrionic art.

I am Burlingham--Robert Burlingham." He smiled, extended his hand.
"Glad to meet you, Miss Lorna Sackville--don't forget!" She could not but reflect a smile so genuine, so good-humored.
"We'll go in and meet the others--your fellow stars--for this is an all-star aggregation." Over the broad entrance to the cabin was a chintz curtain strung upon a wire.

Burlingham drew this aside.

Susan was looking into a room about thirty feet long, about twelve feet wide, and a scant six feet high.