people and talk across them about things they can't possibly understand. Well, if it is, I don't want to be fashionable! I hate people who are so self-centered and conceited!"
"Why, darling! I thought you were having such a good time!"
She bit her lip and turned her head away.
"I thought you'd be crazy about Caroline! And she wants to do so much for us. She wants us to come to her later for the hunting. Wait till you see the way that woman rides! Gosh! I'd love to get some hunting!"
"The cruelty—little bright-eyed furry creatures—it's sickening!" Christabel shuddered, pulling her ermine wrap closer about her.
There was another silence before Curtis's anxious voice asked, "Is your head worse, darling?"
"My head?" she almost questioned, before she remembered that was the reason she had given for not going on to a dance with the others, as Curtis wanted to. She sighed, turned to him with a brave little smile, let a snowflake
