“She had a great deal to say on the subject of Miss Temp… Mrs Middlemass and her trip. Harridan ought to be gagged. I thought she was going to be talking all night, so I fairly bolted in the end. All the same, I agree with her on one point. Why is her husband allowing her to make such a trip?”
Nobody seemed to be able to give an answer. The band had begun playing, and the floor was covered with laughing, talking couples.
Sir Aubrey Templeton had moved away to talk with the husband in question, and his sister was left standing with several men, who waited, programme in hand and wishing to dance, despite her marital status.
All of whom she waved away with a marked absence of smile and a resolute and impatient shake of her head.
“Things seem to be getting a hustle on,” said the American.
