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Jocelyn nodded a bit stiffly to Argyl , and , smiling at Conniston , cried gaily , `` You wo n't forget , Mr. Conniston ! '' But he had already forgotten . He had not hoped to see Argyl for many days yet , perhaps many weeks , and the unexpected sight of her thrilled through him , driving all thoughts of Jocelyn out of his mind . And when in a few minutes he was forced to remember that he had business with Garton he left reluctantly and with a promise to have dinner at six o'clock with her and her father . Tommy Garton he found as cheerful as a cricket and heartily glad to see him . Billy Jordan had looked out as Jocelyn and her two escorts came by , and now was back at his typewriter , pounding the keys for dear life , the ticking and clicking of his machine keeping time to `` Yankee Doodle , '' which he was whistling softly . He , too , shook hands , but his cheerfulness was of a grade noticeably inferior to Garton 's .