And who could blame her for not wanting to hurt his feelings?
Bressant had no such delicate scruples, and would gladly have assisted poor Bill through the open bow-window.

He departed on his errand, however, with nothing more than a look of intense dissatisfaction, which was entirely lost upon the infatuated Reynolds.
"How lovely you do look to-night, Miss Valeyon! I almost think sometimes it ain't fair anybody should look as lovely as you do.

Elegant music they've got to-night, ain't it?
Come, now--just one turn.

What ?" Cornelia actually had danced with this young gentleman on one or two memorable occasions in the past, but was scarcely in the mood to do so this evening.

As she looked at him, now, she wondered how she ever had.
What a difference there is in men I and even more in the way we regard them at different times.