She had had insufficient experience. Her own maximum had been reached
only now, and the sum seemed to her as paltry as her father had made it
appear. The one certainty that remained with her, however, was that
the taste displayed in Mrs. Van Blooren's gown had placed it beyond
such a thing as mere material value.
And then her heart had seemed to stand still. It appeared that Jeff,
who was talking to some other people, and she had become aware of Mrs.
Van Blooren's presence at the same moment. For when Nan glanced in his
direction he was gazing fixedly at the newcomer with a look in his
steady blue eyes which she had never beheld in them before. Oh, yes,
there had been no mistaking that look. She knew she was not clever,
but she was a woman, and no woman could ever mistake such a look in the
eyes of a man.
But worse was to follow. There was a respite for her in the activities
of the reception. For Jeff was as busily occupied as she was. Then,
too, at the banquet she had ample time to recover from the shock.
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