She saw only a clothed man with grace of carriage and movement.

She felt, rather than perceived, the calm and certitude of all the muscular play of him, and she felt, too, the promise of easement and rest that was especially grateful and craved-for by one who had incessantly, for six days and at top-speed, ironed fancy starch.

As the touch of his hand had been good, so, to her, this subtler feel of all of him, body and mind, was good.
As he took her program and skirmished and joked after the way of young men, she realized the immediacy of delight she had taken in him.
Never in her life had she been so affected by any man.

She wondered to herself: IS THIS THE MAN?
He danced beautifully.

The joy was hers that good dancers take when they have found a good dancer for a partner.