Mr. West was so fortunate as to secure the hand
of Miss Weyland for the figure, he having taken the precaution to ask
that privilege when he greeted her some minutes since. Couple behind
couple they formed, the length of the great room, and swung away on a
brilliant march.
"It's going to be a delicious German--can't you tell by the _feel_?"
began Sharlee, doing the march with a _deux-temps_ step. "I'm so glad to
see you, for it seems ages since we met, though, you know, it was only
last week. Is not that a nice speech for greeting? Only I must tell you
that I've said it to four other men already, and the evening is yet
young."
"Is there nothing in all the world that you can say, quite new and
special, for me?"
"Oh, yes! For one thing your partner to-night is altogether the
loveliest thing I ever saw. And for another--"
"I am listening."
"For another, _her_ partner to-night is quite the nicest man in all this
big, big room."
"And how many men have you said that to to-night, here in the youth of
the evening?"
But the figure had reached that point where the paths of partners must
diverge for a space, and at this juncture Sharlee whirled away from him.
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