“You have it, Miss Wilkinson! Go ahead, and you’ll win!”
At last Marjorie believed that she would.
CHAPTER X.
MARJORIE’S ESCORT.
When Marjorie called John Hadley on the telephone to cancel her engagement for Wednesday night, and to invite him to the class dance, she was surprised to find him appear indifferent.
“I had expected to be out of town this week-end,” he told her. “On business.”
“Oh, very well,” replied Marjorie, coolly. “It doesn’t matter—you might be bored anyhow.”
“Hardly that. But—the fact is, the firm wanted me to go on Wednesday, and I begged off. I myself suggested Saturday. But if it means that you will have to stay home——”
“Certainly not!” flashed Marjorie, resentfully. “It happens that I do have two or three other friends——”
“Marjorie, you know I didn’t imply that,” he apologized.