"Why didn't you come and speak to me?" demanded Phil when they were
alone.
"I was just waiting for a chance. I didn't want to bother you."
"Well, you'll have to do better than this! You're the only person in the
house who hasn't spoken to me! But it was nice of you to come: it must
be a trouble to come to town at night when you live so far." She sat
down in the window-seat and bade him do likewise. "You did see Uncle
Amy, didn't you? I saw you talking to him; but you ought to have come
earlier while there was a receiving-line ready for you. Now you'll have
to look around for everybody; you have to speak to my three aunts and
all my uncles and my father."
"I'll be glad to," declared Fred; and then realizing the absurdity of
his fervor in consenting to speak to the aunts and uncles he laughed.
"You're scared," said Phil. "And if you won't tell anybody I'm a little
bit scared myself, just because everybody tells me how grown-up I am."
The music struck up and a young cavalier--a college senior, who had
worshiped Phil since his freshman year--came to say that it was his
dance. She told him that she was tired and would have to be excused. He
wished to debate the question, but she closed the incident promptly and
effectively.
"I'm busy talking to Mr. Holton; and I can see you any time, Walter."
Walter departed crestfallen; she treated him as though he were still a
freshman. He was wearing his first dress-coat and the tallest collar he
could buy, and it was humiliating to be called Walter and sent away by a
girl who preferred to talk to a rustic-looking person in a cutaway coat
and a turnover collar with a four-in-hand tie.
Phil carried Fred off for a tour of the rooms, pausing to introduce him
to her father and to the three aunts, to whom she said how kind it was
of Fred to come; that he was the only person she had personally asked to
the party. And it was just like Phil, for years the loyal protector of
all the discards among the cats and dogs in town, to choose a clodhopper
for special attention. Kirkwood, who had forgotten Fred's existence,
greeted him in his pleasant but rather absent way.
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