"Who did she tell you I was ?" "She just said you were a Miss Adams, so I----" "'A' Miss Adams ?" Alice interrupted.
"Yes.

Then I said I'd like to meet you." "I see.

You thought you'd save me from the old ladies." "No.

I thought I'd save myself from some of the girls Mildred was getting me to dance with.

There was a Miss Dowling----" "Poor man!" Alice said, gently, and her impulsive thought was that Mildred had taken few chances, and that as a matter of self-defense her carefulness might have been well founded.