"There goes the band again.

Shall we ?" "Suppose we sit it out ?" she suggested.

"I believe I'd like to go out in the corridor, after all--it's pretty warm in here." Assenting cheerfully, Dowling conducted her to a pair of easy-chairs within a secluding grove of box-trees, and when they came to this retreat they found Mildred Palmer just departing, under escort of a well-favoured gentleman about thirty.

As these two walked slowly away, in the direction of the dancing-floor, they left it not to be doubted that they were on excellent terms with each other; Mildred was evidently willing to make their progress even slower, for she halted momentarily, once or twice; and her upward glances to her tall companion's face were of a gentle, almost blushing deference.

Never before had Alice seen anything like this in her friend's manner.
"How queer!" she murmured.
"What's queer ?" Dowling inquired as they sat down.
"Who was that man ?" "Haven't you met him ?" "I never saw him before.