2012年3月21日星期三
that we are engaged for the
Dance succeeded dance, and Isabel was still Charley's partner. "There are half-a-dozen gentlemen dying to be introduced to Miss Leicester, and you give them no chance, Mr. Elliott," said Emily.
"Very well, but remember, Isabel, that we are engaged for the after-supper galop."
"I'll not forget," she returned.
Now it so chanced that Everard had so often been Isabel's partner for that dance, that he began to consider it a matter of course, and was highly offended when, after keeping away all the evening, he approached her, saying, "This is our dance, is it not, Miss Leicester?" and she replied, "You are too late, Mr. Arlington," and whirled off with Charley Elliott.
"Why did you do that?" he asked, when Isabel was again seated.
"Was I to refuse a partner in case Mr. Arlington, after keeping away all the evening, should condescend to ask me? I think you expect too much."
"You knew I should come."
"How could I know?"
"I always do."
"And do you always keep away all the evening?"
He bit his lip. "Will you dance this?"
"I am engaged."
"The next."
"Impossible, my card is quite filled up."
"Never mind, you can strike out one of the names."
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