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 bottle by bottle from people who had expected tickets and hadn't got them.

Funny the way a girl will put on airs after her marriage, particularly if she has been the pursuer and has finally felled her prey.

Both conversations perished. Eddie had told Pat all that the layman could understand about neutrodynes. Dot was sulking quietly at Sue's attitude.

Presently Sue said: "It's about as lively as a funeral here. What's the matter with you two?"

"Nothing," said Dot.

"What do you say we all go to Poppyland?" Sue jumped to her feet and looked at Eddie.

"No," said Dot.

Eddie was ready to follow her lead, but her emphatic refusal stirred his curiosity. "Why not?" he asked.

Dot hadn't considered that there would be questions. "Oh," she said, "I don't know."

"Come on." Sue was now impatient of delay.

"What's the matter, Kid?" Eddie's conscience wras troubling him. He felt that he knew what had caused her refusal. Had he dished the poor kid out of her fun?

"I don't want to go, Eddie. If you want to go, go ahead. Sue will dance with you."

"Is it because I said that the other night about how you look?"

Dot might have consoled him, but Sue spoke before she had the chance. "Oh, come on, Dot. Nobody would know you were pregnant. You look fine. Come on."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Oh, for Heaven's sake, let me alone, the two of you," cried Dot. "I'm pregnant, and I'm nervous, and I'm cranky, and it costs money to dance, and I'm saving for my baby, and shut up!"