"Oh, no; I was just changing the carriages a little. I had a heavenly time last night, Miss Carewe."
"Pretty party, was it?"
"Perfectly lovely. Do you know many Columbia men, Miss Carewe?"
"A few."
"Don't you think they're splendid?"
"Well, some of them are pleasant enough."
"I simply adore Columbia men. Their colors are lovely, aren't they?"
"Rather wishy-washy."
"Oh, Miss Carewe, I don't see how you can think that. I think light blue and white are perfectly sweet together—not a bit crude and loud like orange and black or red and black or that ugly bright blue."
Belinda wakened to suspicion.