"Will you call Sunday afternoon?
Then we shall be quite undisturbed." He hesitated.
"Sunday afternoon ?" he answered.
"Yes." "All right; I'll come, Diana." She gave him a grateful look and taking his arm allowed him to lead her back to the drawing-room.

The crush was over, many having already departed.

Some of the young people were dancing in the open spaces to the music of a string orchestra hidden behind a bank of ferns in the hall.
Louise and Beth were the centers of attentive circles; Patsy conversed with merry freedom with a group of ancient dowagers, who delighted in her freshness and healthy vigor and were flattered by her consideration.
Mrs.Merrick--for she had been invited--sat in a corner gorgeously robed and stiff as a poker, her eyes devouring the scene.

Noting the triumph of Louise she failed to realize she was herself neglected.

A single glance sufficed to acquaint Diana with all this, and after a gracious word to her guests here and there she asked Arthur to dance with her.