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ce." Obediently, he left her and forced his way through the throng to the buffet, while Ray, left alone, started to fan herself vigorously. As she sat there Helen passed on the arm of Mr. Parker. The President stopped short and quizzed the young girl. "You here?" ejaculated the old gentleman in mock amazement. "Why aren't you dancing? This will never do." Helen smiled. "I expect she's tired out. This is the first time I've seen her sit down all evening." Ray nodded. "You've guessed right, sis. I'm nearly dead. I sent Dick for an ice." "Did you ever see such a crowd?" remarked the president of the A. A. M. Company as he surveyed the throng that passed in and out of the rooms. "Oh, Mrs. Traynor we're having such a jolly time," exclaimed a tall graceful girl, gracefully dressed in light blue empire gown with Grecian head dress. "I'm so glad, dear," smiled the hostess amiably. Turning to Mr. Parker as the girl passed on she asked: "Do you know who that is?" He shook his head. "She's the granddaughter of John R. Rockerford, the money king. Fancy her saying this is jolly after the grandeur she is accustomed to!" "No doubt she likes this better," retorted Ray. "Those very rich people don't do things any better than we--sometimes not so well. Their parties are too stiff and formal." Suddenly Mr. Parker nudged his hostess. "Here comes Mrs. Brewster-Curtis," he said in a stage whisper. "They say her husband's worth ten millions--all made from graft." A handsome woman, blazing with diamonds, came up. Addressing Helen, she exclaimed gushingly: "Oh, Mrs. Traynor, isn't this perfectly delightful? How do you do, Mr. Parker. Do you know I haven't enjoyed myself so much this season. What's the news from your dear husband?" "No news as yet." "Dear me--you poor thing! How interesting--so pretty and husband away. What an opportunity for some of our gay Lotharios!" "They wouldn't have much chance with Helen!" laughed Ray. Mrs. Brewster-Curtis turned, and putting up her gold lorgnon, stared at the unknown young woman who had been so bold to venture to express an opinion. Ray, meantime, was wondering what detained Dick. Here she was famishing with thirst and still no ice. Her partner had disappeared completely. Addressing her hostess Mrs. Brewster said languidly: "Your niece, I believe." "No--my sister," corrected Helen with a smile. It was a mistake often made. "Of c
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