I am tired of standing on one foot." They strolled down the corridor and through the large central hall.

Older folks sat or stood in groups; a few young couples were sitting out.
Ruyler did not see his wife, and concluded she had been resting at the moment in the dowager ranks against the wall of the ballroom.

The music ceased sooner than he expected and Mrs.Thornton, who had been talking with animation on the subject of several fine pictures she had bought while abroad for the Museum in Golden Gate Park, including one by Masefield Price, broke off with an impatient exclamation: "Bother! I must run up to my room at once and telephone.

Wait for me here." She steered him toward a group of men.

"Mr.Gwynne, keep Mr.Ruyler from causing a riot in the ballroom.