his world? Of course he would bore her intolerably at a second
interview, and, closing her eyes resolutely, she drove his image from
her mind.





CHAPTER VII


The second interview, however, by a mere coincidence, took place at
Lorraine's flat. She was walking leisurely down Sloane Street one
afternoon, after visiting hermilliners, when she ran into the young
giant going in the opposite direction.

"How so?..." she asked gaily, as is face lit up with a pleased smile,
and he stopped in front of her. "Whither away at this hour? Are you
chasing a brief?"

"Much too brief," he told her. "I had to carry some important papers
to a certain well-known Cabinet Minister; and he did not even vouchsafe
me a glance of his countenance. I was given an acknowledgment of them
by the footman, as if I had been a messenger boy."

"Too bad. I think you deserve that another celebrity should give you a
cup of tea, to redeem your opinion of the immortals. My flat is quite
near, and I am now returning. Will you come?"

"Oh, won't I?" he said boyishly, and turned back.