"You poor soul!" exclaimed Wally.
"I liked her. She was so absurd, and so pathetic. Her positiveness is a real talent," said Jane.
They all laughed at this, except Althea, who faintly smiled. Bobs was ensconced at the tea table and the party broke up into smaller units.
"The last party Paxton gave was pleasanter than this," Christiansen whispered to Jane. "Are things going well with you?"
"If I get through this début without mischance, I'm safe," she answered gaily.
"Mrs. Brendon is on Jerry's side, but the Morton is aggrieved. Don't be too tender with her."
"These are charming quarters, Mrs. Paxton, perfectly charming," said Mrs. Brendon effusively.
"Don't you find it a trifle crowded?" asked Althea sweetly.
"No. I had only one room before I married," replied Jane.
"Oh, did you? How could you manage?" said Miss Morton, conveying pity for the poor in both tone and glance.