Sir Miles touched him gently.

He started as from a revery.
"You have not danced, Mr.Mainwaring." "I dance so seldom, Sir Miles," said Mainwaring, colouring.
"Ah! you employ your head more than your heels, young gentleman,--very right; I must speak to you to-morrow.

Well, ladies, I hope you have enjoyed yourselves?
My dear Mrs.Vesey, you and I are old friends, you know; many a minuet we have danced together, eh?
We can't dance now, but we can walk arm-in-arm together still.

Honour me.

And your little grandson--vaccinated, eh?
Wonderful invention! To supper, ladies, to supper!" The company were gone.