"No, thanks, Murray," she said. "I couldn't think of taking your seat." And dropped into it.
"What are we going to do for amusement to-night?" said Willie. "Who wants to play auction?"
"Hush!" said Mrs. Neff.
"Shall we have some music, then?" A general declination. "Some singing? A dance?"
They refused even that, and he grew desperate.
"Charades?"
"Shut up!" came from the crowd.
"I don't want to be entertained," said Persis. "I'm never so miserable as when I'm being entertained."
Everybody approved. Just to be let alone was a luxury.
Willie ventured a last retort: "Anybody want a drink?"