Some one was giving a dinner dance at the country club, and Blount, who was a week-endguest of the Beverleys, was ill-natured enough to be resentful. What right had a gay andfrivolous world to come and thrust its light-hearted happiness upon him when Patricia hadsaid "No"? It was like bullying a cripple, he told himself morosely, and when he had readthe single telegram which had come while he was at dinner he begged Mrs. Beverley'sindulgence and went...