"All right. I'd like to. Why, there is Mildred on the left, down there near the front. I didn't know she was coming."
"Nor I. Shall I go and speak to her?"
In a minute Jack was back, just as the music began again. The girls who had constituted the thorn in Clover's side during the first half of the programme had left their seats as soon as he moved away, so he came in and took the place beside Clover.
"Mildred says she will go with us," he whispered.
When the Intermezzo was finished, Clover spoke.
"Did you ask Mildred to join us?" she asked.
"No, she proposed it," returned Jack, and there was a pleasure in his eyes which did not escape his companion.
"You mentioned last night in our talk that you hadn't seen much of Mildred since you came; that she was too much of a belle for your comfort."
"Yes. It is simply surprising to find her here alone."
Clover's eyes twinkled. She had mentioned to her sister, this morning, that she meant to meet Jack at the noon concert.