CHAPTER XXVIf she was going to give Reggie a midnight interview, Jean made up her mind not to do it secretly. She felt that she owed it to Lady Margaret to give her a chance to disapprove. 'I'm going to wait up for Reggie,' she said with a touch of defiance in her voice, as she followed Lady Margaret into the hall.
'Are you?' murmured Lady Margaret with a placid indifference which threw Jean's honesty back on her hands. 'Well, I think I'll toddle off to bed. All my compliments can wait till to-morrow. What a dreadful place this hall is, isn't it? They've made it look like a baby's funeral. So stripy too--black rugs--white china--and all this preposterous stained oak! I'm afraid you'll get very moped sitting here all by yourself--I should turn on the gramophone!'
Jean refused the gramopho
