"All right--Daphne," he murmured.

"I'll have the first." Dinah's heart gave a little throb of apprehension, but she quieted it impatiently.

What had she to fear?
She nodded and lightly turned away.
All through dinner she alternately dreaded and longed for the moment of his coming to claim that dance from her.

That haughty confidence of his had struck a curious chord in her soul, and the suspense was almost unbearable.
She noticed that Rose was very serene and smiling, and she regarded her complacency with growing resentment.

Rose could dance as often as she liked with him, and no one would find fault.