"Shall I do?" she asked, knowing well what the answer would be.

"You're simply splendacious," Derrick assured her. "That costume suits

you down to the ground. You're magnificent."

She flushed beneath her paint, and her lids drooped.

"I'm glad you like it," she said. "Yes, I think I shall knock them."

"You'll knock them silly," said Derrick, confidently.

Then Alice stepped out from the dressing-room, a very different figure,

in her conventional short skirt and silk-clad legs. She looked very

slight and fragile, very fairy-like, against the gorgeous figure of

Isabel, and she glanced down at herself deprecatingly, then raised her

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eyes appealingly to Derrick, who responded promptly.

"You look too beautiful to be real, both of you," he said. "If the rest

are as good as you are, this show's going to be the biggest success on

earth."

The band was now blaring away with all its might; the two clowns had

rolled into the ring, the master was cracking his whip, the horses,

awaiting their turn impatiently, were pawing and breathing loudly. Mr.

Bloxford, still in his fur coat, with a big cigar in full blast, was

seated in a coign of vantage from which he could see everything, his

Simian eyes darting everywhere, his jewelled hand ready to wave on the

various items of the programme. The huge audience received the opening

turns with a kind of judicial silence; but as Isabel, on a big black

horse, came sweeping into the ring, a shout of admiration greeted her,

and as she completed a really clever performance a roar of applause

filled the big tent. Sidcup, who was standing beside Derrick, nodded two

or three times with an air of satisfaction.

"Show's going well," he said. "We're making a good start. I shall give

'em my double somersault act to-night; that ought to fetch 'em," he

added, glancing down his perfectly-formed figure, clad in its skin-like

tights.

"I'm sure it will," said Derrick, who had learned the value of a word of

encouragement. "Give 'em the best you've got. They've taken to Miss

Devigne immensely, haven't they? And no wonder."

Sidcup glanced at him sharply.

"You admire her? She's a great friend of yours, Mr. Green," he said,

with a hint of significance in his tone.

"Oh, yes," assented Derrick, in a matter-of-fact way. "No one could help

admiring her. She's one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. And

her performance was wonderfully clever. Here she comes!"




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