"She will be furiously angry and terrifically interested," he said. "I
expect I shall have to take you all to dinner to show her what the
party looked like. Of course, Bonne, her maid, will give it away,
because I borrowed the garments from her, and said they were for a play
I was getting up in the East End."

"You'll have a bad half-hour with Dudley," Dick remarked to Hal, with
enjoyment. "He is sure to hear of it somewhere."

"Quite sure," resignedly; "but if it were a bad two hours it would
still have been worth it. It reminds me of the old days at school,
Lorraine, when we used to get into scrapes on purpose, if the fun made
it worth while."

There was no gayer supper party in the Savoy that night, and the
champagne paid for with the proceeds of "Baby's Boredom" proved none
the less vivifying for the insipidity of its source. Dick insisted
upon reciting his doggerel, and Quin was not only much toasted as "Lady
Bounce", but carried kicking round the room by the giant, because in a
moment of forgetfulness he used a swear-word, which they all insisted
was a reflecton upon the conversation of his illustrious aunt.

Lorraine, in most amusing form herself, laughed until she was tired
out, and wondered why she was not bored. She asked the question of
Alymer Hermon, who was privileged to see her home, while Dick returned
with Hal, and Quin beat a hasty retreat to get rid of his disguise.

"After all, you are only boys," she said, with a little smile, "and
I'm... well, I'm Lorraine Vivian."