She covered them with her handkerchief and Polly petted her, and they both felt better.

"I think I'll dress," declared Constance after she had been thus refreshed.

"My headache's much improved and I think I'd like to go somewhere." She hesitated a moment.
"You know everybody was to have gathered here to join Courtney's Decoration Day party this afternoon," she added.
"Yes, I remember that," retorted Polly, "but I didn't like to rub it in.

Shall I call up everybody and tell them it's on again ?" "Please," implored Constance, "and, Polly--" "Yes ?" "Tell Johnny to bring his Baltimore straw hat." While Polly was trying to get his number, Johnny Gamble sat face to face with his old partner.
"You have your nerve to come to me," he said, as the eyebrowless young man sat himself comfortably in Johnny's favorite leather arm-chair.
"There's nobody else to go to," explained Collaton, with an attempt at jauntiness.

"I'm dead broke, and if I don't have two thousand dollars to-morrow I'll quite likely be pinched." "I'm jealous," stated Johnny.