said Candida when she came up to dress. “Are you all right?” Mally held on to the back of the chair she had been sitting in. She had unpacked Miss Long’s suitcases and laid out the contents of a very expensive dressing-case. Then she had sat down by the cheerful fire and fallen into a doze. She blinked now at the lights, and said with engaging frankness: “It’s nothing—I’m just hungry.” “Didn’t they give you any tea?” Mally shook her head. “I came straight up here.” “That was stupid of you—I’ll wear that emerald and silver rag. There’s some chocolate in my dressing-case. I say, when did you have a meal?” “Lunch yesterday.” Mally laughed shakily. “There were some ginger biscuits and a banana, but——” “How idiotic of you! Here!” Candida threw a packet of chocolate at her. “Sit down and eat as much of that as you can. And for the Lord’s sake, don’t start waving my hair till you’re sure you’re not going to fall on top of me with the tongs.”
