I--this is my first dinner dance--yes, my very first.
And I _don't_ intend to sit in corners--I wish to dance; I desire to be happy.

I want to see lots and lots of men, not just one....

You don't know all the lonely years I must make up for every minute now, or you wouldn't look at me in such a sulky, bullying way....

Besides--do you think I find you a compensation for all those delightful people out yonder ?" He glanced up and saw Dysart still watching them.

Suddenly he dropped his hand over hers.
"Perhaps you may find that compensation in me some day," he said.