They are spirited lads who wouldn't slink behind.

They'd face things." Feather had already forgotten her moment's shock in another thought.
"And they were invited to meet Robin! Did they dance with her?
Did she dance much?
Or did she sit and stare and say nothing?
What did she wear ?" "She looked like a very young white rose.

She danced continually.

There was always a little mob about her when the music stopped.

I do not think she sat at all, and it was the young men who stared.