had naturally not straightened a feature, an almost super-eminent air. There were women in and out of Cocker's who were quite nice and who yet didn't look well; whereas Mrs. Jordan looked well and yet, with her extraordinarily protrusive teeth, was by no means quite nice. It would seem, mystifyingly, that it might really come from all the greatness she could live with. It was fine to hear her talk so often of dinners of twenty and of her doing, as she said, exactly as she liked with them. She spoke as if, for that matter, she invited the company. 'They simply give me the table—all the rest, all the other effects, come afterwards.'
VII
'Then you do see them?' the girl again asked.
Mrs. Jordan hesitated, and indeed the point had been ambiguous before. 'Do you mean the guests?'
Her young friend, cautious about an undue exposure of innocence, was not quite sure. 'Well—the people who live there.'
