She now stole meekly away, while he with his fair partner glided out upon the floor.

All eyes followed them, and even the veterans of society remarked that they had never seen more graceful dancing.
From her seat on the piazza Madge also watched the couple.

The struggle to which she had looked forward so long had indeed begun, and most inauspiciously.

Her rival had every advantage.

The mood in which Graydon had returned predisposed him to prompt action, while she had lost her influence for the present by a course that seemed to him so unnatural as to be prudish.