I--I can't believe my eyes." "I can't believe mine," snapped the elder woman.

"I never saw this fellow before in my life.

The idea! Phil Morton having a friend like--You are mistaken.

And people are staring at us." "Just the same," said her niece, stubbornly, "I did dance with him, and, what's more, I danced more than once with him.

Didn't I, Mr.Percival ?" Mr.Percival, still beaming, again looked at the sailor appealingly.
"You can tell it to me," said the latter, furtively glancing to the right and left before making the concession.
Looking straight into the sailor's eyes, Percival said: "Yes, Miss Clinton.