If the husband won't play fair, you can always bet your Uncle John will." "Oh, we know, that," said Patsy, simply; and Beth added: "Of course, Uncle, dear." Thursday evening, the third and last of the series, was after all the banner night of the great Kermess.

All the world of society was present and such wares as remained unsold in the booths were quickly auctioned off by several fashionable gentlemen with a talent for such brigandage.
Then, the national dances and songs having been given and received enthusiastically, a grand ball wound up the occasion in the merriest possible way.
Charlie Mershone was much in evidence this evening, as he had been before; but he took no active part in the proceedings and refrained from dancing, his pet amusement.

Diana observed that he made frequent trips downstairs, perhaps to the hotel offices.

No one paid any attention to his movements, except his cousin, and Miss Von Taer, watching him intently, decided that underneath his calm exterior lurked a great deal of suppressed excitement.
At last the crowd began to disperse.

Uncle John and the Major took Beth and Patsy away early, as soon as their booth was closed; but Louise stayed for a final waltz or two with Arthur.