‘Yes. And then if he doesn’t want me, I know I can get work with Carmarthen.’

‘Carmarthen?’

‘Lord Carmarthen — he does photographs.’

‘Chiffon and shoulders — ’

‘Yes. But he’s awfully decent.’ There was a pause.

‘And what are you going to do about Julius?’ he asked.

‘Nothing,’ she said. ‘I shall just ignore him.’

‘You’ve done with him altogether?’ But she turned aside her face sullenly, and did not answer the question.

Another young man came hurrying up to the table.