"Wasn't it gay?"
"Gay? Oh, very."
Her replies were unusually short—almost preoccupied. She was generally more communicative.
"You danced a lot, I dare say," he ventured.
"Yes—a lot," studying the floor.
"Decent partners?"
"Oh, yes."
"Who was there?"
She looked up at him. "You were not there," she said, smiling.
"No; I cut it. But I did not know you were going; you said nothing about it."