But of course Mrs. Miller had to speak to Sheilah about Nevin Baldwin. She never knew a thing about his invitation until Mrs. Baldwin referred to it ata tea.
'We were so sorry Sheilah couldn't accept Nevin's invitation for his school-dance, last month,' she said.
Mrs. Miller murmured discreetly, 'Sheilah was very sorry, too,' but she could feel the color in her cheeks.
'I don't understand it in the least,' she told Sidney later as he was changing for dinner. 'Sheilah knows very well how much I approve of Nevin Baldwin. And yet she's never even mentioned the invitation. Why not? And why didn't she accept it? She likes Nevin. I know she likes him. And besidesNevin Baldwin! I shall speak to her about Nevin's invitation to-night.'
'Be gentle with her, Dora.'.
'Am I ever anything else? I guess you can trust Sheilah to me, Sidney.'
Sheilah was late to dinner that evening. It was Saturday. She had been late to dinner last Saturday, too. She explained that she had been on a long walk hunting for pussy-willows. No, she hadn't found any. It was tooearly. Oh, about as far as the empty
