"Yes, in the front row. Be quiet, girl. They see us. Don't look up. They might come down."
And then the girls laughed with glee at their conscious make-believe, and their arms quivered again to the rush of their warm blood.
IV
"Alick, isn't that our young friend of the glen?"
"Bessie Collister? Where?"
"Down there, standing with the fair girl, just inside the door."
"Well, yes, upon my word, I think it is!"
"I've a great mind to go down to them. Let us go."
"No? Really? In a place like this?"
"Why not, man?"