“Well, I’ll find somebody else!” she retorted, cutting him off.
“No—please——”
But the connection was broken.
Marjorie walked away, with a strange sensation at her heart. It was really the first time that she and John had actually quarreled, and she suddenly felt ashamed of herself. How childish it was to be angry because he had a business engagement! If anyone should have been resentful, it was his right, not hers.
The more that she thought about the conversation, the more reluctant she was to tell Lily. Yet sooner or later her room-mate would know that John was not to be her escort at the dance.
She postponed the news until after Mr. Richards’ visit, and her scout program was settled to her satisfaction. Then, on Thursday evening, when the girls were dressing for dinner, she informed her.
“I haven’t any partner for Saturday night, Lil,” she mentioned, casually.
“What!” exclaimed the other, turning about from the mirror, and facing her in consternation.
“John can’t go—he’ll be out of town over the week-end on business.”
Lily crossed the room, and, tilting Marjorie’s chin with her hand, looked her straight in the eyes.