" Going, Lee looked back involuntarily: he hadn't, after all,
imagined Cytherea's quality, Mina Raff had recognized it, too; the
dance had lost its attraction for him.
* * * * *
The automobiles started in a concentration of accelerated gasoline
explosions, their headlights sweeping across the house and plunging
into the farther night. Fanny gathered her wrap closely about her
throat. "I'm cold," she asserted; "it was so nice at home, with the
children, and plans--I intend to take out that yellow rambler and try a
climbing American beauty rose there. What a lovely dress of Anette's;
it must be the one she's been talking about so much, that Miss
Zillinger made; really good for Eastlake. What was that man's name who
was in the navy, and did you notice his rank? The officers of the navy
are a lot better looking than army men. And Mina Raff, after all did
you find her interesting?"
"Quite. She struck me as very intelligent." He had no wish to repeat
the conversation about Cytherea. It was queer, that; the more he
considered it the more significant it appeared to be. "Did it seem to
you," he asked, "that Peyton was very attentive?"
"I didn't have time to notice. Do you think it's true about her getting
all that money? It looks almost wicked to me, with so many people
needing just a little. But anybody could see that she thinks only of
herself; I don't mean she isn't charitable, but in--in other ways.
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