"I see you've been doing your duty to-night," he added, making a determined effort to change the conversation.
Andrew nodded.
"Do I look so hot ?" he asked.

"I am not used to these close rooms, or dancing either.

Unfortunately they seem short of men, and Mrs.Bellamy Smith had me set." Cecil grinned.
"That's the worst of dining before a dance," he remarked.

"You're pretty well cornered before the crowd comes.

Upon my word, old chap," he added, looking his brother up and down with an air of kindly patronage, "you don't turn out half badly.