Graydon urged her to go, remarking that she had not yet seen society.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of you, little ghost," he said, and with this assurance she accompanied him, contrary to her sister's advice.

It was indeed a brilliant occasion.

The wide rooms of a Madison Avenue palace were thronged, and she had never even imagined such toilets as caught her eye on every side.

There were so many present that she could easily maintain her position of quiet spectator, and her eyes dilated with pleasure as she saw that Graydon was as much a leader as at other places where comparatively few were present.
At last her attention was attracted by one who was evidently a late comer, and whose presence appeared to fill the apartment.