A scarcely perceptible smile, that boded no good for poor Madge, passed over her face, and then she took a cordial leave of Graydon, and retired with Mrs.Muir.
He remained at the window watching, with a satirical smile, the scene within.

People of almost every age, from elderly men and matrons down to boys and girls, were participating in the old-fashioned dance.

The air was resonant with laughter and music.

In the rollicking fun Madge appeared to have found her element.

No step was lighter or quicker than hers, and merriment rippled away before her as if she were the genius of mirth.