"Good gracious!" "I don't see why he came.

He declines to dance--rudely, too!" "I don't think the little girls will mind that so much!" Miss Lowe said.
"If you'd come to the dancing class some Friday with Amy and me, you'd understand why." They moved away.

Penrod heard his name again mentioned between them as they went, and, though he did not catch the accompanying remark, he was inclined to think it unfavourable.

He remained where he was, brooding morbidly.
He understood that the government was against him, nor was his judgment at fault in this conclusion.

He was affected, also, by the conduct of Marjorie, who was now dancing gayly with Maurice Levy, a former rival of Penrod's.