We stopped long enough to have tea and cakes served, and then Robbie
insists on tryin' some new stunts. There's a sidewise dip, where you
twist your partner around like you was tryin' to break her back over a
chair, and we was right in the midst of practisin' that when who should
show up but the happy bridegroom. And someway I've seen 'em look more
pleased.

[Illustration: We was right in the midst of practisin' the sidewise
dip, when who should show up but the happy bridegroom!]

"Oh, that you, old Grumpy?" says young Mrs. Talbot, stoppin' for a
minute. "You remember Torchy, from Uncle Robert's office, don't you?
He came up with some orchids. We're having such fun too."

"Looks so," says Nick. "Can't I cut in?"

"Oh, bother!" says Robbie. "No, I'm tired now."

"Just one dance!" pleads Nick.

"Oh, afterward, perhaps," says she. "There! Just look at those silly
orchids! Aren't they sights?" With that she snakes 'em out and tosses
the wilted bunch careless over the veranda rail. "And now," she adds,
"I must dress for dinner."

"You've nearly two hours, Pet," protests Nick. "Come to the outlook
with me and watch the sunset."

"It's too lonesome," says Robbie, and off she goes.