“So she’s an old friend?”
Though the young doctor’s words seemed harmless enough Kitty was instantly on the defensive. Guardedly she replied, “I never saw her till yesterday.”
“Though you met her at the train?”
Kitty noticed how blond the Lieutenant’s eyebrows were when he lifted them with a skeptical expression. She made no reply to his last remark, not knowing how best to speak.
He seemed to take the hint that the subject was closed, and after an interval said, “You dance beautifully.”
“Thanks.”
“You look charming tonight,” he persisted.
She flushed in spite of not wanting him to pay her compliments. She was about to make a pert retort when she reminded herself that he, too, was in the service, even though she disliked him personally. After all she had come here to try to make these men who were serving her country a bit happier. Suddenly she caught sight of Brad watching her with a puzzled expression.
To her relief the band crashed out the finale at that moment, and Brad came to claim her for the next dance.
“So glad you came,” Kitty said cordially.