Colonel Vetchen is hunting for me and I'm going to let him find me now.

Why don't you come back with us if you are not looking for anybody in particular." "I'm looking for Shiela Cardross," he said.
"Oh, she's over there on the terrace holding her fascinating court--with Louis Malcourt at her heels as usual." "I didn't know that Malcourt was usually at her heels," he said almost irritably.

It was the second time he had heard that comment, and he found it unaccountably distasteful.
His aunt looked up, smiling.
"Can't we dine together, Garry ?" "Yes." "Thank you, dear"-- faintly ironical.

"So now if you'll go I'll reveal myself to Gussie Vetchen.

Stand aside, my condescending friend." He said, smiling: "You're the prettiest revelation here.