“What is that drivel?” Shirley asked. “Vivian Quinn, in his Society Paragraphist column,” Ramsay said wearily. “Can’t Kitty read Children of the New Forest or something?” Edith asked irritably. Kitty daydreamed of being mentioned in the newspapers herself. The fashionable youngest daughter of wealthy West End worthy Mrs. Coker was seen last night at the Grafton Galleries…and so on.
