May I claim the next dance ?" In spite of the fact that Ozark Briskow was compelled to sit out every alternate dance in a distressing condition of sobriety, he enjoyed himself, for he was playing host to the one woman and the one man for whom he cared most.

He had dreaded meeting Gray, fearing the effect of an open confession, expecting opposition, but Gray was broad minded, he was a regular guy.

In the relief of this hour, Buddy could have worshiped him except for the fact that he was too darned nice to Arline--nobody had the right to show her attentions as marked as his own--Gray was a man no woman could help loving-- Before long Buddy experienced a new sensation--jealousy.

It was mild, to be sure, but it hurt a little.
Once Miss Montague's suspicions had been allayed, she, too, devoted herself to having a good time.

She rather enjoyed Gray and her sense of victory over him.