There is a bunch of lovely posy girls in this town and
they were all in full flower. Most of the men were college boys home for
vacation, and while they are a few years younger than me, I have been
friends with them for always and they know how I dance. I didn't even
get near enough to the wall to know it was there, though I was conscious
of Aunt Bettie and Mrs. Johnson sitting on it at one end of the room,
and every time I passed them I flirted with them until I won a smile
from them both. I wish I could be sure of hearing Mrs. Johnson tell Aunt
Adeline all about it.
And it was well I did come to save Ruth Chester from a dancing death,
for she is as light as a feather and sails on the air like thistle-down.
I felt sorry for Tom, for when he danced with me he could see her, and
when he danced with her I pouted at him, even over Judge Wade's arm. I
verily believe it was from being really rattled that he asked little Pet
Buford to dance with him--by mistake as it were. After that if Pet
breathed a single strain of music out of his arms I didn't see it. I
knew that gone expression on his face and it made me feel so lonesome
that I was more gracious to the judge than was exactly safe.
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