She halted also, searched the grounds with anxious eyes for sign of Lottie that would give her the excuse for entering.
"So long," said Sam.
"Do come to Sinclairs' early.

You always did dance so well." "Oh, dancing bores me," said the blase Sophomore.

"But I'll be round before the shindy's over.

I've got to take Lot home." He lifted the hat again with what both he and Ruth regarded as a gesture of most elegant carelessness.

Ruth strolled reluctantly on, feeling as if her toilet had been splashed or crushed.