"Say, you over there," she exclaimed, "what's the matter with you?
You don't say anything." Young Haight blushed and answered very much embarrassed: "Oh, I'm just listening." He was anxious to get away.

He got up and reached for his hat and coat, saying with a good-natured smile: "Well, boys and girls, I think I shall have to leave you." "Don't let me frighten you away," said Flossie, laughing.
"Oh, no," he answered, trying to hide his embarrassment, "I have to go anyhow." While the others were saying good night to him and asking when they should see him again, Flossie leaned over to him, crying out, "Good night!" All at once, and before he knew what she was about, she kissed him full on the mouth.

He started sharply at this, but was not angry, simply pulling away from her, blushing, very embarrassed, and more and more anxious to get away.

Toby, the waiter, appeared at their door.
"That last was on me, you know," said young Haight, intercepting Vandover and settling for the round of drinks.
"Hello!" exclaimed Toby, "what's the matter with your lip ?" "I cut it a little while ago on a broken glass," answered young Haight.
"Is it bleeding again ?" he added, putting two fingers on his lips.
"It is sure enough," said Geary.

"Here," he went on, wetting the corner of a napkin from the water bottle, "hold that on it." The others began to laugh.