Constance felt even more interest in her, now that Mrs.
LeMar had pursued a bowing acquaintance to the point of an unsolicited invitation.
"A friendly little game," she speculated.

"What IS the game ?" That night found Constance at the buzzer beside the heavy mahogany door across the hall.

She wore a new evening gown of warm red.

Her face glowed with heightened color, and her nerves were on the qui vive for the unlocking at last of the mystery of the fascinating Mrs.LeMar.
"So glad to see you, my dear," smiled Bella, holding out her hand engagingly.

"You are just in time." Already several of the guests had arrived.