But Belle broke in with: 'If we didn't go, it would look as if we were in mourning for some one.

We're not.

We're just simply sorry that a poor idea of a farce keeps dear old Dick from being with us tonight.

If we don't go, Dick Prescott will be more unhappy about it than anyone else in the wide world.'" "Miss Meade suhtinly doesn't need spectacles," murmured Anstey.
"She can see straight!" "So," continued Greg, "I'm going to drag Laura tonight, and Anstey is going to do the same for Belle." "And we'll suhtinly see to it that they have, outside of ourselves, of course, the handsomest men in the corps to dance with!" exclaimed Anstey.

"If any fine and handsome fellow even tries to get out of it, I'll call him out and fight him stiff, suh!" "I'm glad you have persuaded the girls to go," nodded Dick cheerily.
"That will give me a happier evening than anything else could do just now." "What will you do this evening, Dick ?" asked Greg.
"I?
Oh, I'll be busy---and contented at the same time.