LORAINE
(Softly.)
Floyd!
(Vanderlip turns back.)
You must go to the ball to-night. I've begged off, but you must go. It will avert any possible suspicion.
VANDERLIP
I was going anyway, just to drop in for a while. I—that is, you see—I promised Mrs. Eppingwell I'd go.
LORAINE
(Jealously.) Mrs. Eppingwell!