The world likes dancers--virtuous or otherwise." Nick broke off with his elastic grimace.

"If I go on, you'll think I'm trying to be clever.

Sir Kersley, come and have a drink!" "I'm bringing drinks," said Max's voice from the hall.

"I say, Ratcliffe,"-- he entered with the words--"do go and dislodge that leech Goring.

He's in the garden with Miss Campion.