The gentleman was describing
some of the effects in detail. Joan felt there was danger of her being
taken ill if she listened any longer; and seeing Madge's brother near the
door, and unoccupied, she made her way across to him.
Niel Singleton, or Keeley, as he called himself upon the stage, was quite
unlike his sister. He was short and plump, with a preternaturally solemn
face, contradicted by small twinkling eyes. He motioned Joan to a chair
and told her to keep quiet and not disturb the meeting.
"Is he brainy?" he whispered after a minute.
"I like him," said Joan.
"I didn't ask you if you liked him," he explained to her. "I asked you
if he was brainy. I'm not too sure that you like brainy men."
"Yes, I do," said Joan. "I like you, sometimes."
"Now, none of that," he said severely. "It's no good your thinking of
me. I'm wedded to my art. We are talking about Mr. Halliday."
"What does Madge think of him?" asked Joan.
"Madge has fallen in love with him, and her judgment is not to be relied
upon," he said. "I suppose you couldn't answer a straight question, if
you tried.
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