Lane followed that glance and saw Swann.

Apparently he did not notice Lorna, and was absorbed in the dance with his own partner, Helen Wrapp.

This byplay further excited Lane's curiosity.

On the whole, it was an ungraceful, violent mob, almost totally lacking in restraint, whirling, kicking, swaying, clasping, instinctively physical, crude, vulgar and wild.

Down the line of chairs from his position, Lane saw the chaperones of the Prom, no doubt mothers of some of these girls.