Twenty–SixSt. John walked into Lady Kemble’s with Julian close on his heels. Perhaps, he thought, still glowing with excitement, his friend assumed that sticking close to him was the way to get at the bottom of all of his elusiveness.
However, all it did was to make him bump right into St. John when he stopped short just inside the door to the drawing room.
Nearly every eye was trained on two remarkably dressed ladies. The first was in a deep red domino, the second in a faded, rather shabby blue cloak. They were standing on the far side of the room having an argument, albeit a whispered one. The lady in blue even went so far as to try and grab the arm of the lady in red and pull her away.
A flash of gold on her wrist had St. John rushing to the scene. He knew that bracelet, and Fungy co
