She had learned to know that Althea was not only snobbish, but self-seeking as well.

For whatever she gave she demanded value received.

Evelyn had been in the living-room when Grace and Elfreda returned from their shopping.

She had heard them discussing the dinner, and had lost no time in slipping on her wraps and carrying the news to Althea, who, as she had hoped, had at once invited her to dinner at Vinton's.
"Althea thinks I'll attract the attention of those girls," Evelyn had speculated shrewdly.
Meanwhile the girls in the alcove, quite unconscious of the discussion going on about them at the other tables, were in their element.

One after another the dear wraiths of their Overton days were summoned, to be laughingly and lovingly reviewed, then lingeringly laid to rest again.
"Girls, do you remember the dinner we gave here after the ghost party ?" asked Mabel Ashe, her brown eyes alight with mischief.