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No doubt she could eat blood puddings with relish
and had a discriminating palate for claret. Truly, a perplexing lady.
"You must find leisure in London a great change after your adventurous
career," said I, by way of polite conversation.
"I just love it. I'm as lazy as a cat," she said, settling with her
pantherine grace among the cushions. "Do you know what has been my
ambition ever since I was a kid?"
"Whatever of woman's ambitions you had you must have attained," said I,
with a bow.
"Pooh!" she said. "You mean that I can have crowds of men falling
in love with me. That's rubbish." She was certainly frank. "I meant
something quite different. I wonder whether you can understand. The
world used to seem to me divided into two classes that never met--we
performing people and the public, the thousand white faces that looked
at us and went away and talked to other white faces and forgot all about
performing animals till they came next time. Now I've got what I wanted.
See? I'm one of the public.


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