It isn't going to be a party anyway.

It's going to be a tea.

Didn't you say so, mamma?
A tea is a much nicer way to introduce Patricia than a party." "Ho, ho," laughed her brother, "a tea! why they're the most stupid things in the world.

Nobody wants to come to a tea." "They do so," retorted Ethelyn, "you don't know anything about society.
Teas are ever so much stylisher than evening entertainments, aren't they, mamma ?" "Well, I don't know," said Mrs.St.Clair, doubtfully, "the Crandons gave a tea when their cousin visited them." "Ho, the Crandons," sneered Ethelyn, "they're nobody at all; why, they've only got one horse." "I know it," said her mother, "but they're awfully exclusive.

They won't speak to hardly anybody." "Then don't speak to them," said Mr.St.Clair.