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MARY'S MASQUERADE
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MARY COMPORTS HERSELF WITH MATRONLY DIGNITY AT DINNER
when her aunt presented "Mr. Gordon Randolph, our guest of honor,' ' and "Miss Gardenier of Denver' ' found herself face to face with the man whom she had met in the hall.
He extended his hand with a friendly smile, but Mary, in her embarrassment," did not see it and only stared at him thru her lorgnettes, until her aunt, surprised and somewhat chagrined, told her what to do.
Happily dinner was announced at once, and Mary, after a preliminary adjusting of her train, swept safely into the room on the arm of her friendly enemy. At her place the shining eyes and outstretched arms of the Teddybear greeted her.
"Oh, you blessed Teddy!" she cried. "I'll just have to kiss you. Do you like Teddys, Mr. Randolph?"
Randolph professed a liking for such animals, which an hour before he would have declared preposterous.
" I 'm so glad you do. I always love people who like Teddybears."
Randolph beamed and thanked his lucky stars for influencing his choice.
Just then the butler passed the
olives, and Mary, who had lifted her lorgnettes to talk with a guest across the table, turning with a little cry of delight at the sight of this, her favorite dish, which was a great luxury at boarding-school, dropped her lorgnettes with a splash into the soup.
Joking and laughing, Randolph rescued them and wiped them off for her, and Mary thanked him in her heart for saving the situation.
There was something very pleasant and comfortable about this man, she thought. He seemed to understand her feelings exactly and to do just the right thing.
When they were dancing after dinner and Mary became hopelessly tangled up in her train, almost upsetting them both several times, to her great mortification, he saved her further embarrassment by taking her to a quiet end of the porch. But when two other men came up, asking for dances, and Randolph, thinking to save her further trouble on the floor, jokingly referred to her train. Mary rose indignantly, ran into the library and out thru a long window, so that