“I don’t know. Didn’t she tell you?”
“She never does,” replied Phil. “I thought you’d know.”
“Well, I usually do, but this time Ruth was quite mysterious about it.”
“There she comes now!” exclaimed Phil, looking toward the entrance to the ballroom. “Who’s that with her?”
“I can’t see. She’s in front—why, it’s Tom—Tom Parsons!” added Madge quickly.
“Tom!” exclaimed Phil. “The sly beggar! He was going to take her all the while, yet he pretended to be jealous because I said I was going to take——”
He stopped in some confusion. Madge looked at him quickly.
“Was he—was he jealous about me?” she asked softly.
“He pretended to be,” said her partner.