"Few of 'em eat," replied Ted. "Most of 'em going on. But the food's always fine here, and anyway you girls want to see the dining-room if you've never been here before. It's a whole show."
It was. The splendid great room, with vaulted ceiling, represented an old English hall. There was a raised platform across the end and a gallery on either side. Fine paintings and tapestries adorned the walls, and a multitude of small tables offered places for all who chose to sit at them.
"Here we are," and the boys decided on a table in a desirable position, from which the girls could see the gay scene. "Now for some supper."
Obsequious waiters appeared and soon the party was served with viands fit for a king.
"Told you so," said Ted. "Trust the Coriell bunch to give you eats worth-while. Oh, I guess yes!"
"But it's getting so late," sighed Dolly, as she caught sight of an old English clock that hung near by. "And Mr. Brown promised me I could speak to Miss Desmond. I'm afraid she'll be gone."
"'Fraid she's gone now," said Ted. "But I'll flee and discover."
He left them and threaded his way among the crowd.
"Here we are!" he cried gaily, as he returned, bringing the lady in question. "Just caught her on the fly. Trust little Teddums to get you what you want, Miss Fair Dolly."
Marie Desmond greeted the girls as Ted named them.