When Susie came out of the dressing-room, she found Arthur waiting for
her. She was in the best of spirits.
'Now you must say you like my frock. I've seen six women turn green with
envy at the sight of it. They think I must be French, and they're sure
I'm not respectable.'
'That is evidently a great compliment,' he smiled.
At that moment Arbuthnot came up to them in his eager way and seized
their arms.
'Come along. We're waiting for you. I'll just introduce you all round,
and then we'll go in to supper.'
They walked down the steps into the foyer, and he led them to a group of
people. They found themselves face to face with Oliver Haddo and
Margaret.
'Mr Arthur Burdon--Mrs Haddo. Mr Burdon is a colleague of mine at St
Luke's; and he will cut out your appendix in a shorter time than any man
alive.'
Arbuthnot rattled on. He did not notice that Arthur had grown ghastly
pale and that Margaret was blank with consternation. Haddo, his heavy
face wreathed with smiles, stepped forward heartily. He seemed thoroughly
to enjoy the situation.
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