VOLUME II
43. CHAPTER XLIII
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"At three o'clock in the morning?"
"I mean later, in the course of the day."
"Very good. You still wish then to marry her?"
"Very much indeed."
"Aren't you afraid that you'll bore her?" And as her companion
stared at this enquiry Isabel added: "If she can't dance with you
for half an hour how will she be able to dance with you for
life?"
"Ah," said Lord Warburton readily, "I'll let her dance with other
people! About the cotillion, the fact is I thought that you--
that you--"
"That I would do it with you? I told you I'd do nothing."
"Exactly; so that while it's going on I might find some quiet
corner where we may sit down and talk."
"Oh," said Isabel gravely, "you're much too considerate of me."
When the cotillion came Pansy was found to have engaged herself,
thinking, in perfect humility, that Lord Warburton had no
intentions. Isabel recommended him to seek another partner, but
he assured her that he would dance with no one but herself. As,
however, she had, in spite of the remonstrances of her hostess,
declined other invitations on the ground that she was not dancing
at all, it was not possible for her to make an exception in Lord
Warburton's favour.
"After all I don't care to dance," he said; "it's a barbarous
amusement: I'd much rather talk." And he intimated that he had
discovered exactly the corner he had been looking for--a quiet
nook in one of the smaller rooms, where the music would come to
them faintly and not interfere with conversation. Isabel had
decided to let him carry out his idea; she wished to be
satisfied. She wandered away from the ball-room with him, though
she knew her husband desired she should not lose sight of his
daughter. It was with his daughter's pretendant, however; that
would make it right for Osmond. On her way out of the ball-room
she came upon Edward Rosier, who was standing in a doorway, with
folded arms, looking at the dance in the attitude of a young man
without illusions. She stopped a moment and asked him if he were
not dancing.
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