"It is so fortunate I brought something fit to wear," Mrs. Faulkner was saying.
"I have only got four tickets, I wish I had got one for you," Fred said to Jack Ward, and then I remembered that Fred had promised to get tickets for the Brasenose ball which was taking place that evening.
"You can have mine," I told Jack Ward.
"Of course I can't do that," Jack answered; "I expect I can get one all right, if I may join you."
Nina, who was nothing if not expeditious, said that he had better go at once and see if he could get a ticket, but I stopped him by repeating that he could have mine.
"It won't be used unless you take it," I added.
Every one except Fred, who saw that something had happened, led me to believe that I was very disagreeable and foolish.
"We arranged last night that we should go if Fred could get the tickets," Nina said, and then by way of propitiating me she told me that I knew how well I danced.
"You will spoil Nina's evening," Mrs. Faulkner declared, and Nina, I must say, was pouting most magnificently.
"Why can't you come?" she asked. "Has it got anything to do with that wretched note?"