She decided to get rid of them.
Walter was becoming restive.

"Look here!" he said.

"Can't you flag one o' these long-tailed birds to take you on for the next dance?
You came to have a good time; why don't you get busy and have it?
I want to get out and smoke." "You MUSTN'T leave me, Walter," she whispered, hastily.

"Somebody'll come for me before long, but until they do----" "Well, couldn't you sit somewhere ?" "No, no! There isn't any one I could sit with." "Well, why not?
Look at those ole dames in the corners.

What's the matter your tyin' up with some o' them for a while ?" "PLEASE, Walter; no!" In fact, that indomitable smile of hers was the more difficult to maintain because of these very elders to whom Walter referred.