Come, we must go down." "You will have to dance Maurice's quadrille with Mr.Percy to-night, Lucia; are not you sorry ?" Lucia blushed.

"Poor Maurice!" she said, and they went downstairs.
Magdalen was right.

Lucia danced with Percy, and thought no more of Maurice.

The evening passed too quickly; it seemed as if so much happiness ought to last, but twelve o'clock came, and the elder people began to disappear.

Mrs.Bellairs had left the room where the dancers were for a few minutes, and Lucia found her, looking tired and worried, in a small one which was quite deserted.
"I think I ought to go home," she said.