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In the due course of events, the night of the
birthday party at the Huxley home had ar-
rived. Betty was in high spirits as she dressed.
Doris took great interest in her donning of a
new dress, _ “so_ becoming,” she said. “Betty, I
never saw you look so pretty. And you don't
need rouge, either.”
“I should hope not,” laughed Betty, looking
at her own image in the mirror. “My cheeks
are so hot and I'm so excited over this -- I
wonder why. I've been with Jack enough be-
fore.”
Doris was going to a party herself, and
wished that her new dress, something promised,
were ready. But it was not a big party like
Betty's. “Papa's calling you, Betty,” said she,
taking her place at the mirror which they
shared.
Mr. Lee, who had been bringing out his car
in order to take Doris around to the house of
one of the freshman girls, was waiting for Betty
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