"Certainly not! Because I wouldn't be of an unfair, mean, ungenerous disposition for the world."
"Good old Jo!" says Mr. Browne, giving her a tender pat upon the back.
By this time Baltimore has reached them.
"Have you seen Lady Baltimore anywhere?" asks he.
"Not quite lately," says Dicky; "last tune I saw her she was dancing with Farnham."
"Oh—after that she went to the library," says Joyce quickly. "I fancy she may be there still, because she looked a little tired."
"Well, she had been dancing a good deal," says Dicky.
"Thanks. I dare say I'll find her," says Baltimore, with an air of indifference, hurrying on.
"I hope he will," says Joyce, looking after him.
"I hope so too—and in a favorable temper."