But at the sight of Taffy she jumped up and rushed at him, saying: «Oh, Taffy dear—oh, Taffy! what’s it all about? Where on earth am I? What an age since we met?»
Then she caught sight of the Laird, and kissed him; and then she recognized Little Billee.
She looked at him for a long while in great surprise, and then shook hands with him.
«How pale you are! and so changed—you’ve got a mustache! What’s the matter? Why are you all dressed in black, with white cravats, as if you were going to a ball? Where’s Svengali? I should like to go home!»
«Where—what do you call—home, I mean—where is it?» asked Taffy.
«C’est à l’hôtel de Normandie, dans le Haymarket. On va vous y conduire, madame!» said Monsieur J——.
«Oui—c’est ça!» said Trilby—»Hôtel de Normandie—mais Svengali—où est-ce qu’il est?»
