It must be that in time he should care for her.
The Duchess of Aytoun gave a grand ball, to which, as belle of the season, Philippa was invited.
"Shall you go ?" she asked of Lord Arleigh.
"I have hardly decided," he replied.
"Do go, Norman; I like waltzing, but I do not care to waltz with every one.

Do go, that I may dance with you." "You do not mind waltzing with me, then ?" he said.
The glance she gave him was answer sufficient.

He could not kelp feeling flattered.
"I shall be there, Philippa," he said; and then she promised herself on that evening she would try to discover what his sentiments were with regard to her.
She took great pains with her toilet; she did not wish to startle, but to attract--and the two things were very different.

Her dress looked brilliant, being of a silvery texture; the trimming was composed of small fern-leaves; a _parure_ of fine diamonds crowned her head.
The effect of the dress was striking, and Philippa herself had never looked more lovely.

There was a flush of rose-color on her face, a light in her eyes.