"You DIDN'T wear the maize georgette! That's what I thought you were going to.

But you look simply DARLING! And those pearls----" Others were crowding decorously forward, anxious to be done with ceremony and get to the dancing; and Mildred did not prolong the intimacy of Alice's enthusiastic whispering.

With a faint accession of colour and a smile tending somewhat in the direction of rigidity, she carried Alice's hand immediately onward to Mrs.Palmer's.

Alice's own colour showed a little heightening as she accepted the suggestion thus implied; nor was that emotional tint in any wise decreased, a moment later, by an impression that Walter, in concluding the brief exchange of courtesies between himself and the stately Mr.Palmer, had again reassured himself with a yawn.
But she did not speak of it to Walter; she preferred not to confirm the impression and to leave in her mind a possible doubt that he had done it.

He followed her out upon the waxed floor, said resignedly: "Well, come on," put his arm about her, and they began to dance.
Alice danced gracefully and well, but not so well as Walter.