“Who? Mr. Jadwin? I don’t know. I don’t know, child. I never saw him, you know.”

“Well I think it is he,” continued Page. “He was to be with our party tonight. I heard Mrs. Cressler say she would ask him. That’s Mr. Jadwin, I’m sure. He’s waiting for them, too.”

“Oh, then ask him about it, Page,” exclaimed Laura. “We’re missing everything.”

But Page shook her head:

“I only met him once, ages ago; he wouldn’t know me. It was at the Cresslers, and we just said ‘How do you do.’ And then maybe it isn’t Mr. Jadwin.”