"Consider yourself booked to me for to-night, and when you're not dancing with me, you can rest.

Sit out with Scott if you like! Will you do that ?" "Why ?" whispered Dinah.
Again her heart was beating very fast; she wondered why.
He answered her with an impetuosity that seemed to carry her along with it.

"Because your dancing is superb, magnificent, and I want to keep it for myself.

It may not be the same when you've danced with another man.

A flower fresh plucked is always sweeter than one that someone else has worn." Dinah's hands clasped each other unconsciously.