A very hilarious party gathered at the table that night.

Burleigh Wentworth was in uproarious spirits which seemed to infect nearly everyone else.
In the midst of the running tide of joke and banter Violet sat as one apart.

Now and then she joined spasmodically in the general merriment, but often she did not know what she laughed at.

There was a great fear at her heart, and it tormented her perpetually.

That note that she had crumpled and burnt! His eyes had rested upon it during the moment he had held it in his hand.