And so the dance went on right merrily.
'I've got to dance the first polka with Miss Golightly,' said Charley.
'And the next with me,' said Katie.
'You may be sure I shan't forget that.' 'You lucky man to get Miss Golightly for a partner.

I am told she is the most beautiful dancer in the world.' 'O no--Mademoiselle.......is much better,' said Charley, naming the principal stage performer of the day.

'If one is to go the whole hog, one had better do it thoroughly.' Katie did not quite understand then what he meant, and merely replied that she would look at the performance.

In this, however, she was destined to be disappointed, for Charley had hardly left her before Miss Golightly brought up to her the identical M.
Delabarbe de l'Empereur who had so terribly put her out in the gardens.

This was done so suddenly, that Katie's presence of mind was quite insufficient to provide her with any means of escape.
The Frenchman bowed very low and said nothing.