whom Quimby had nervously forgotten to honor with a Miss, and then advanced to Nattie, who had not stirred from her position as screen for the gas stove, saying,
"I am delighted to make your acquaintance, Miss Rogers."
And as Nattie accepted his proffered hand, in an embarrassed way, not yet being able to rise to the situation, and observed the peculiarly roguish expression with which he regarded her, she suddenly became aware that she had seen him on some previous occasion, but where she was utterly at loss to remember.
Cyn, too, was struck by something a little odd in his manner to Nattie, and glanced at him curiously, as she said in her most cordial tones,
"And now, gentlemen, as we have exchanged apologies all around, please be seated."
Quimby immediately bounced up from the music-stool, on which, in his agitation, he had involuntarily dropped.
"Oh, no!" he exclaimed hastily. "We—we didnbsp;did not come to dinner, you know!"
Cyn smiled at Quimby's anxiety to disclaim intentions no one thought of attributing to him, and turning to Mr. Stanwood, asked, thereby greatly scandalizing Nattie,
