Tip, for one, had never seen such a sight in his life before, and he was so bewildered with the dazzle and glitter that he didn't know which way to turn.
"Howard," said Mrs.Minturn, turning to her son, after she had welcomed his friends, "do you want your father to take the head of the table, or would you and the boys prefer having the room to yourselves ?" "No, ma'am," answered Howard, with energy; "we want you and father _both_.

I guess I want _you_ to my party, whoever else I have." Tip watched the bright light on Howard's face with surprise.

How much he seemed to love his mother, and how much she loved him! how queer it was! The supper was a great success; the boys forgot their excitement and ill-humour, and enjoyed everything.
It was almost nine o'clock, the hour when it was generally understood that the party was to break up.

The boys had been very merry all the evening; the discussion which had taken place just before tea seemed to have been forgotten, save by Ellis, who, genial and hearty enough with the others, was cold and haughty to Tip.

Still, they kept apart, and the fun had gone on famously.