It was large upon the ground,
with a broad veranda, in the Southern style. In fact, Mrs. Grant
was Southern by birth, and, erecting the house herself, had it
built after the fashion of her Southern birthplace.
Most of the young visitors had arrived when Luke and Linton
put in an appearance. They had been detained longer than they
were aware by the dancing-lesson.
Randolph and Sam Noble were sitting side by side at one end
of the room, facing the entrance.
"Look," said Randolph, with a satirical smile, to his companion,
"there comes the young janitor in his dress suit. Just look at
his coat-sleeves and the legs of his trousers. They are at
least two inches too short. Any other boy would be ashamed to
come to a party in such ridiculous clothes."
Sam looked and tittered. Luke's face flushed, for, though he
did not hear the words, he guessed their tenor. But he was made
to forget them when Florence came forward and greeted Linton
and himself with unaffected cordiality.
CHAPTER VII
FLORENCE GRANT'S PARTY
Luke's uncomfortable consciousness of his deficiencies in dress
soon passed off. He noticed the sneer on Randolph's face and
heard Sam's laugh, but he cared very little for the opinion of
either of them.
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