Some of her titled admirers offered to escort her home but she shook her head laughingly and refused everyone.

She knew very well that Lancelot Vane would be waiting for her as usual at the stage door, and she did not intend either to disappoint him or make him jealous.
She joined him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shining with excitement.
Vane looked eagerly and anxiously into her face and gave a little sigh.
"Well," said she, "are you disappointed with me ?" "Disappointed! Good heavens, no.

Why Lavinia--" "Lavinia," she cried tossing her head coquettishly.

"Polly if you please.

Polly is to be my name for ever after.