saying, she rose and went to sit next to Mildred's mother, who had become the nucleus of the cluster. So Alice was left very much against the wall, with short stretches of vacant chairs on each side of her. She had come to the end of her picture-making, and could only pretend that there was something amusing the matter with the arm of her chair.
She supposed that Mildred's Mr. Russell had forgotten Walter by this time. "I'm not even an intimate enough friend of Mildred's for him to have thought he ought to bother to tell me he couldn't find him," she thought. And then she saw Russell coming across the room toward her, with Walter beside him. She jumped up gaily.
"Oh, thank you!" she cried. "I know this naughty boy must have been terribly hard to find. Mildred'll never forgive me! I've put you to so much———"
"Not at all," he said, amiably, and went away, leaving the brother and sister together.
"Walter, let's dance just once more," Alice said, touching his arm placatively, "I thought—well, perhaps we might go home then."
But Walter's expression was that of a person upon whom an outrage has just been perpetrated. "No,"
