““Wainwright was telling some story, his face alight, and even across the room, Grey felt the warmth of his presence. As though he sensed their scrutiny, Percy glanced suddenly in their direction, and shot Grey a smile of such delight in his surroundings that Grey smiled back, delighted in turn to see him manage so well. Lucinda Joffrey emitted a hum of approval. “Oh, yes,” she said. “And quite good style, too. Did you dress him?” she inquired. No, but I should like very much to undress him.””
