He sank in his chair in dogged dejection.

He felt that she had been talking ever since he was born, and was going to continue until he died, and that all he could do was to wait in anguish for the end.

He watched the flushed, happy faces whirling by.

How he envied the boys their wilted collars! After eons and eons of time the band played "Home, Sweet Home." "It's the last dance," said she.

"Aren't you sorry?
We've had a perfectly divine time--" She got no further, for her partner, faithful through many numbers, had deserted his post at last.
Sandy pushed eagerly through the crowd and presented himself at Ruth's side.