GONE The steward (or the stew, as Townsend thenceforth called him) did not attend the party.

A preliminary tour of the grounds convinced him that adventures of his particular kind were not to be found there.

Dancing was not in his line.

Music (except the clamorous music of his own voice) he did not care for.

And he did not care to hear what Mrs.Wild had to say about the Camp-fire movement.
To him the crucial part of the whole party was the eats and he lingered near them like a faithful sentinel.