Chapter 8

"What's the matter with you, Billie?" he whispered half-way through their second. "You're as cold as be damned to-night." "Am I?" she answered. "You'd better go and dance with someone else." It was at that moment that she saw Jim Strickland standing in the door of the bridge-room staring at her. She smiled at him, but he turned away a little abruptly--and the smile turned to a frown. When all was said and done he had not the faintest right to criticize her. "That's better," said Trevor a moment later. "Now you're d…