From ten until eleven was the liveliest hour of the night.
Even the restaurants and soup-kitchens were crowded then.

He strolled slowly down the street until he came to a little crowd gathered about the bear equestrienne.

The big canvas dance-hall a few doors away had lured from her most of her admirers by this time, and Aldous found no difficulty in reaching the inner circle.

He looked first for the half-breed.

Failing to find him, he looked at the woman, who stood only a few feet from him.
Her glossy black curls were a bit dishevelled, and the excitement of the night had added to the vivid colouring of her rouged lips and cheeks.