Chapter XXVIII

‘I’ve never been to a dinner-party before,’ said Greta. ‘I’m frightfully excited. I was afraid we were going to be late, because Margaret was kept hours over time at her horrid shop. She had simply to whisk into her dress in about three minutes. I’d been quite ready for half an hour before she ever came in.’ Freddy Pelham beamed on his arriving guests. ‘Your first dinner party? And my last in this house.’ ‘Your last?’ ‘Didn’t Margaret tell you I was going?’ It was Charles who said, ‘Yes, she told me, but I didn’t k…