"Most gladly; yet just now, I confess, the music invites me, and I am sufficiently bold to request your company upon the floor." Miss Spencer sighed regretfully, her eyes sweeping across those numerous manly faces surrounding them.

"Why, really, Lieutenant Brant, I scarcely see how I possibly can.

I have already refused so many this evening, and even now I almost believe I must be under direct obligation to some one of those gentlemen.

Still," hesitatingly, "your being a total stranger here must be taken into consideration.

Mr.
Moffat, Mr.McNeil, Mr.Mason, surely you will grant me release this once ?" There was no verbal response to the appeal, only an uneasy movement; but her period of waiting was extremely brief.
"Oh, I knew you would; you have all been so kind and considerate." She arose, resting her daintily gloved hand upon Brant's blue sleeve, her pleased eyes smiling up confidingly into his.