Then taking Hippy by the arm the two young men hurried out of the hall, leaving Anne to wonder what the surprise might be.
Turning slowly she was making her way toward the gypsy camp when a voice called, "O Anne, wait a minute," and Marian Barber fluttered up accompanied by a tall, dark young man.
"Miss Pierson, allow me to present Mr.Hammond," she said.
The young man bowed rather too elaborately Anne thought, and a wave of dislike swept over her as she rather coldly acknowledged the introduction.
"Mr.Hammond has just come to Oakdale," Marian said eagerly.

"He knows very few people as yet." "Ah, yes," said Mr.Hammond, with a smile that was intended to be fascinating.

"I am, indeed, a stranger.

Miss Barber has kindly volunteered to introduce me to some of her charming friends, therefore I trust that in time they will be mine also." Anne murmured some polite reply, and excusing herself walked away.
"Horrid thing," she thought.

"How cruel he looks when he smiles.