A peculiar look shot into her pretty eyes, however, as she nervously began to turn the jeweled pledge of engagement that decked her ring finger.

She seemed about to break into further speech, then set her red lips with decision and remained silent.
Seated beside her on a willow settee, which they had occupied together since repairing to the veranda after dinner, Grace alone noticed Arline's sharply drawn brows and the sudden ominous tightening of her baby mouth.

She wondered vaguely what it might mean.

Surely Arline was not angry because Elfreda had begged for the privilege of holding the reunion at Wildwood.

She was of too sunny a disposition to become thus disturbed by such trifles.