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little alarmed at having the whole party 5 at her entrance. To have every one crowd- ing around clamoring for an introduction confused her. It was the first time she had been the star attraction at a party. The glittering ladies were even more cordial than the men. But Diantha perceived the sncer The men did not meer. Their eyes, how- ever bleary, lighted up at the sight of her. They contended for dances. Diantha, mad to dance to that perfect music, chose the likeliest partner and flung promises to the others over her shoulder. She lost herseli. Sutliffe, disdaining to make one of a crowd of suitors, held off for the time being. He betboueht hms of Mora a f “ What a surprise to find you here!” he rourmured in her ear. “I was looking fo ward to an afternoon of unique Ea dem.” ° Diantha would not lie unless she had fa So she merely said teasingly: “ What did you come for, then?” “ Just to oblige Myra. Men are hard to collect for these affairs.” “Myra?” she said. “Do you know her as well as that?” He hastened to repair the mistake “ No, it’s a rotten habit one gets into. You were right to call me down. Where did you meet Mrs. Cheeseman?” “ Can't talk,” murmured Dianths. “ This is too heavenly.” Later he whispered: There was mockery in her smile up at him, but pleasure, too. “You make all these other women seem like painted dolls!” he went on. “They do put it on pretty thick, dont they? I suppose it’s the custom. Very like ly I'll come to it!” “No! No!” he sak. dream of goodness and purity! prive me of that!” She held herself a little away from him and looked into his face with surprise and merriment. r “Why, Kirwan! Don't you feel : “ Dan’t tease! we — mood. She could handle him t lost no time in playing up to a never showed me this side of ye im “ How lovely you “You are my Don’t de ian & IPE se i ; Precinct om