Inwardly Zona was laughing. Things were occurring to satisfy her. She knew well enough that Chester had sought to break the friendship between Doris and Dick, with the object of placing himself in favor with Doris. In this he had failed completely.
“It was a shame for Dick Merriwell to come between them,” asserted Zona. “And your fib will be pardonable if Doris and Hal again become friendly as of old.”
“Oh, yes!” he grated. “It will be a fine thing, won’t it!”
“Why not?” she innocently asked.
“Never mind!” he growled. “Let it go!”
When refreshments were served in the dining room, Arlington made a desperate venture in offering Doris his arm to escort her to the table.
“I hope you will give me that much pleasure to-night,” he said.
“You will have to excuse me,” she murmured. “I have promised Hal.”
Even as she spoke Hal appeared, and she accepted his arm.
Chester clinched his hands and glared after them.