The things we do!

This dance was livelier exercise than La Galliard, and Mary could not
talk much for lack of breath. Brandon kept the conversation going,
though, and she answered with glances, smiles, nods and
monosyllables--a very good vocabulary in its way, and a very good way,
too, for that matter.
Once he said something to her, in a low voice, which brought a flush
to her cheeks, and caused her to glance quickly up into his face. By
the time her answer came they were nearer us, and I heard her say: "I
am afraid I shall have to forgive you again if you are not careful.
Let me see an exhibition of that modesty you so much boast," But a
smile and a flash of the eyes went with the words, and took all the
sting out of them.
After a time the dancers stopped, and Mary, with flushed face and
sparkling eyes, sank into a chair, exclaiming: "The new dance is
delightful, Jane. It is like flying; your partner helps you so. But
what would the king say? And the queen? She would simply swoon with
horror.


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