CHAPTER IV WITH DANCING STEPSDINNER that night was a gay function. A few of the dance guests had been invited to dine and more would come later.
Dorothy appeared in a daring little dancing frock of scarlet chiffon, whose low bodice showed her girlish, dimpled shoulders and rounded, baby-like arms. She was quite in her element, for by virtue of her position she was queen of the occasion, and by virtue of her charms and fascination she was easily belle of the ball.
Leila, in pale green, was beautiful, but her exquisite blonde beauty faded and paled beside Dorothy’s sparkling witchery.
Mrs. Duncan, shining in the reflected light of her daughter, was calmly gracious of manner, and in her white silk clouded with black lace looked charmingly attractive.
But far from being outshone by her you
