On the homeward ride she found herself seated next to Miss Major, with Miss Castlevaine just beyond.
"We seem to be shifted round," Miss Castlevaine observed. "I came up in the second car, Dr. Dudley's; but Mrs. Winslow Teed has my seat—I was in front with the chauffeur. So I took the first vacant place I saw."
"She rode up with us."
"Then it is all right. I see David Collins has got Patricia Illingworth in tow—he came with Polly. I wonder if they've had a quarrel."
"I never knew them to quarrel," said Juanita Sterling.
"Oh, don't they? Well, it looks like it now. He took Patricia out to supper, too."
"So he did," responded Miss Major. "I didn't think of it in that light. We've had a nice evening, anyway. It seems good to get out of the rut."
"Yes," answered Miss Castlevaine grudgingly; "but they'll have to keep this up, now they've begun, or there'll be more fusses than a few!"
"What do you mean?"
"Why, everybody'll have to have a birthday party, or the rest'll be jealous."