"We'll have about two hundred feet of this for the next picture--you trying to dance just the way you been doing with me.

If you don't close to a good hand I'll eat my last pay-check." The lessons ceased.

She seemed no longer to think it desirable that her pupil should become proficient in the modern steps.

He was puzzled by her decision.

Why should one of Baird's serious plays need an actor who forgot his feet in a dance?
There were more social evenings at the Montague home.