THE RANK AND FILE Martin Hillyard crammed a year's enjoyment into the early hours of that night.

He danced a great deal and had supper a good many times; and even the girl who had passed the season of 1914 in London and said languidly, "Tell me more," before he had opened his mouth, failed to ruffle his enjoyment.
"If I did, you would scream for your mother," he replied, "and I should be turned out of the house and Sir Chichester would lose his position in the county.

No, I'll tell you less.

That means we'll go and have some supper." He led a subdued maiden into the supper-room and from that moment his enjoyment began to wane.

For, at a little table near to hand, sat Joan Whitworth and Harry Luttrell, and it was clear to him from the distress upon their faces that their smooth courtship had encountered its obstacles.