Phil, as the fiddler, presently came forward to play for the dance.
(Page 114)            (Marjorie Dean at Hamilton Arms)

“They’ll be here before long.” Jerry Macy’seyes calculatingly consulted the wall clock.

“And, oh, what a surprise!” Veronica Lynnespoke from the deeps of her own mischievous enjoyment.

“It’s going to be an occasion of surprises,” predictedLucy Warner with the solemnity of a youngowl. “Now why are you laughing, Muriel?” Thisvery severely as she caught sight of Muriel Harding’smirthful face and heard sound of her softchuckle.

“Why am I laughing? You know better, LuciferousWarniferous, than ask me such a—well—sucha leading question.” Muriel failed to make herlaughing features match her reproving tones.

4“You’re both up to mischief. Think I don’tknow the signs?” Jerry accused with a long-sufferingair. “Luciferous looks too solemn to be trueand your special variety of giggle is a dead give-away.”

“What special variety?” demanded Muriel withblank innocence.

“I wouldn’t attempt to classify it,” was Jerry’swithering retort. “I can only say, ‘it is.’”

“Of course it is.” Muriel light-heartedly furnisheda rippling little sample. “Hark!” she heldup an arresting hand. “Someone’s coming.”

Three energetic raps on the door followed her announcement.Then the door opened sufficiently toadmit the laughing face of Leila Harper.

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