"What?" returned Van Tassel, looking uncomfortably into her roguish eyes.
"I saw how it was. Too bad; but that is another thing she will repent at leisure."
"How did you know?"
"By Mildred's impish dimple. She has one just above her lip that never shows except when she is in mischief. At first I was taken in; but after a moment I saw the imp, and then I knew."
"What a wonderful sight the Wheel is with its double row of electric lights," said Mildred to Gorham.
"What—yes; it has been rather warm," he replied; this irrelevance being due to the effect upon him of observing Clover's murmured colloquy with Jack.
Mildred stared. When she made a remark to a man, she was accustomed to find him attentive.
Page continued with another inexcusable speech.
"I wonder if perhaps Mrs. Van Tassel would like to go somewhere with Jack."
"I believe Jack considers himself otherwise engaged this evening," returned Miss Bryant with hauteur.