"And only to think, you have never once been near me all this evening; you have not congratulated me on my good fortune, nor exhibited the slightest interest! You don't know how much I have missed you.

I was just saying to Mr.Moffat--or it might have been Mr.McNeil--that I was completely tired out and wished you were here to sit out this dance with me." Wynkoop blushed and forgot the errand which had brought him there, but she remained sufficiently cool and observant.

She touched him gently with her hand.
"Who is that fine-looking young officer ?" she questioned softly, yet without venturing to remove her glance from his face.
Mr.Wynkoop started.

"Oh, exactly; I had forgotten my mission.

He has requested an introduction." He drew the lieutenant forward.
"Lieutenant Brant, Miss Spencer." The officer bowed, a slight shadow of disappointment in his eyes.