'Twas like plunging into cold water on the first bathing day of the season--'_ce n'est que le premier pas que coute._' When once off Katie did not find it so bad.

The Frenchman danced well, and Katie herself was a wicked little adept.

At home, at Surbiton, dancing with another girl, she had with great triumph tired out the fingers both of her mother and sister, and forced them to own that it was impossible to put her down.

M.de l'Empereur, therefore, had his work before him, and he did it like a man--as long as he could.
Katie, who had not yet assumed the airs or will of a grown-up young lady, thought that she was bound to go on as long as her grand partner chose to go with her.

He, on the other hand, accustomed in his gallantry to obey all ladies' wishes, considered himself bound to leave it to her to stop when she pleased.