He stepped aside for her, and she saw what she had known but had not seen before, for the thickness of the crowd, and this was that he limped and leaned upon his stick.
"Do let me thank you," he said, with a louder echo of her manner of greeting him, a little earlier.

"It has been such a pleasure to watch you dance.

It is really charming to meet you here.

If I return to Plattville I shall surely remember to tell Miss Briscoe." At this she surprised him with a sudden, clear look in the eyes, so reproachful, so deep, so sad, that he started.

She took her flowers from Macauley, who had the air of understanding the significance of such ceremonies very well, and saying, "Shan't we all go out on the terrace ?" placed her arm in Harkless's, and conducted him (and not the others) to the most secluded corner of the terrace, a nook illumined by one Japanese lantern; to which spot it was his belief that he led her.