"I can understand, Frank," she said; "but here she comes.

You can make your excuses yourself." "I can quite understand that you don't care about staying," Bertha said, when he repeated what he had said to her mother.

"Well, I will give you the next dance, or, what will be nicer, I will sit it out with you.

Ah, here is my partner.
"I am afraid I have made a mistake, Mr.Jennings, and have got my card mixed up.

Do you mind taking the thirteenth dance instead of this?
I shall be very much obliged if you will." Her partner murmured his assent.
"Thank you," Frank said, as she took his arm.