IftheyhadneededexplanationitwouldhavebeengivenbytheannouncementintheofficeofthehotelthatatroupeofBritishblondeswasthenappearinginQuebecforoneweekonly。
Afterdinnertheytookpossessionoftheparlor，andwhileonestrummedfitfullyupontheailinghotelpiano，theresttalked，andtalkedshop，ofcourse，asallofusdowhenseveralofatradearegottogether。
“W’at，“saidtheeldestofthedark-faced，blackhairedBritishblondesofJewishrace，——“w’atarewegoingtogiveatMontrehal？“
“We’regoingtogive’Pygmalion，’atMontrehal，“answeredtheBritishblondeofAmericanbirth，good-humoredlyburlesquingtheerringhofhersister。
“Butwecahn’t，youknow，“saidtheladywiththefringedforehead；