The band had begun the prelude to the waltz, and Francis Aldersley was waiting for his partner.

With a word of apology to the young man, Mrs.Crayford drew Clara aside for a moment, and spoke to her in a whisper.
"One word, my dear, before you return to the ball-room.

It may sound conceited, after the little you have told me; but I think I understand your position _now_, better than you do yourself.

Do you want to hear my opinion ?" "I am longing to hear it, Lucy! I want your opinion; I want your advice." "You shall have both in the plainest and fewest words.

First, my opinion: You have no choice but to come to an explanation with Mr.
Wardour as soon as he returns.