"Shall I tell Miss Pierson that you are ill ?" "No," muttered Mildred.
Grace walked away, puzzled and self-accusing.

"I hurt her feelings by not asking her to dance," was the thought that sprang instantly to her mind.

Then she suddenly recollected that she had not yet found Ruth.

A little later she discovered her in earnest conversation with Gertrude Wells at the extreme end of the room.
"Dance this with me, Ruth," called Grace, as she neared her friend.

Ruth glanced at her card.