"Charles," said he, "I must have a dance with this beautiful girl; do
you think she will dance with me?"
"I cannot tell," replied his brother, "but you can ask her."
"By the way, where are my father and the rest? They have left the room."
"The landlord has got them a small apartment," replied Charles, "where
they are now enjoying themselves. If you dance with Grace Davoren,
however, be on your good behavior, for if you take any unbecoming
liberties with her, you may repent it; don't imagine because you see
these humble girls allowing their sweethearts to kiss them in corners,
that either they or their friends will permit you to do so."
"That's as it may be managed, perhaps," said Woodward, who immediately
approached Grace in imitation of what he had seen, and making her a low
bow, said,
"I dance to you, Miss Davoren, if you will favor me."
She was then sitting, but immediately rose up, with a blushing but
gratified face, and replied,
"I will, sir, but I'm not worthy to dance with a gentleman like you."
"You are worthy to dance with a prince," he replied, as he led her to
their station, fronting the music.
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