Being an irresponsible record of some incidents in the career of a frivolous little lady—to say nothing of Adam, Aunt Matilda, Uncle Fred, and Tou-Tou. The successful invasion of the London stage by American artistes induces Eve to abandon her habitual reserve and appear (for charity) in a revue especially written for her by Sir Peter Pan. In order to avoid shocking the susceptibilities of the “past smart set,” who are these war times very early-Victorian, she has depicted herself at the moment when her scarcity of costume was obliterated by the mass of floral tributes hurled by an enraptured audience |