Lane wondered at them with sincere and persistent amaze.

If they were respectable, and had even a slight degree of intelligence, how could they look on at this dance with complacence?
Perhaps after all the young people were not wholly to blame for an abnormal expression of instinctive action.
That dance had its several encores and finally ended.
Margaret and Holt made their way up to Lane and Blair.

The girl was now radiant.

It took no second glance for Lane to see how matters stood with her at that moment.
"Say, beat it, you two," suddenly spoke up Blair.

"There comes Swann.
He's looking for you.