I selected her for Tudie Devlin of Kentucky.

She whom I fancied to be the "Evans girl from up North," was just promenading away with a young man in evening dress.

A brunette whom I imagined to be Sadie Galloway of the Ninth was leaning on the back of a chair and conversing with a man whom I could not see, hidden in the shade of a tent fold.

I looked behind me and saw a row of disgruntled gentlemen, nervously pacing up and down.

At least there were others disappointed! I searched the dancing floor and presently wished I had not done so.