et nous ne regardons jamais." [Illustration: "She dropped him a very low, very slow, very marvellous courtesy"] She had paused, still not looking directly at him.

Then she lifted her head.
"Everybody has asked me to dance; I've said yes to everybody, but I've waited for you," she said.

"It will be that way all my life, I think." "It has been that way with me, too," he said gaily.

"Why should we wait any more ?" "Why are you so late ?" she asked.

She had missed Rosalie, too, but did not say so.
"I am rather late," he admitted carelessly; "can you give me this dance ?" She stepped nearer, turning her shoulder to the anxious lingerers, who involuntarily stepped back, leaving a cleared space around them.
"Make me your very best bow," she whispered, "and take me.