He dances
just as magnificently as he exists in life and it is a kind of
ceremonial to do it with him. The boys all wore white flannels, and most
of the men, but the judge was as formally dressed as he would have been
in mid-winter, and I wondered if Alfred could be half as distinguished
to look at. I suppose my eyes must have been telling on me about how
grand I thought he was looking because he--well, I was rather relieved
when one of the boys took me out of his arms for a good, long, swinging
two-step.
And how I did enjoy it all, every single minute of it! My heart beat
time to the music as if it would never tire of doing so. Miss Chester
and I exchanged little laughs and scraps of conversation in between
times and I fell deeper and deeper in love with her. Every pound I have
melted and frozen and starved off me has brought me nearer to her and I
just _can't_ think about how I am going to hurt her in a few days
now. I put the thought from me and so let myself swing out into
thoughtlessness with one of the boys. And after that I really didn't
know with whom I was dancing, I began to get so intoxicated with it all.
I never heard musicians play better or get more of the spirit of dance
in their music than those did to-night.
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