Gilbert, she knew, was engaged to play roulette at the club, and none of her other new men friends was available for dancing.

She hadn't seen anything of Martin for several days.

She could easily oblige Alice under the circumstances.
So she said: "Yes, of course I will--just to prove how very little you really know about me." "Thank you," said Alice.

"I'll say that I have a headache and that you're coming home with me.

Don't be talked out of it." A puzzled expression came into Joan's eyes, and she turned her shoulder to Palgrave, who was giving her his most amorous glances.