Miss Wildmere's manner gave all the encouragement that a man could wish for, and it was hard to view with charity the smiling, triumphant belle.

Madge suddenly became conscious that Mr.Muir was observing her, and she remarked, quietly: "I never saw better dancing than that.

It's grace itself.

Miss Wildmere waltzes superbly." "Not better than you, Miss Alden," said Mr.Henderson, a young man who prided himself on his skill in the accomplishment under consideration, and with whom she had danced several times.

"I've been looking for you, in the hope that you would favor me this evening." She rose and passed with him through the open window.