Dick offered Laura his guidance, and away they flew together.

By the time the gallop ended the freshman couples were rather well scattered over the hall.
Dick danced well.

He enjoyed himself immensely.

So did his partners.
Some of the freshman girls finally drifted off with upper class partners.
Toward midnight, Dick, alone, drifted to Dave Darrin and Harry Hazelton.
"I haven't a thing to do, now, for four dances, unless some senior drops dead," Dick remarked.
"I'm in as bad a plight," admitted Harry.
"And I," nodded Dave.
It wasn't many moments ere the other three partners happened along, all disengaged.
"We don't want to be wall-flowers," muttered Dick.

"It's going to be more than half an hour from now before any of us are due to dance again.