Her ostrich plumes seemed to whirl round and round him, he had a painful feeling that every one was grinning, and a mad desire to rush out of the house and make straight for his quarters.
"Your aunt is going it," Captain O'Connor remarked to one of the daughters of the house with whom he was dancing.

"She sets quite an example to us young people." The girl laughed.

"She is very peculiar, Captain O'Connor; but it is cruel of you to laugh at her.

I do wish she wouldn't wear such wonderful headdresses; but she once went to court a good many years ago at Dublin, and somebody told her that her headdress became her, and she has worn plumes ever since." "I am not laughing at her, Miss Regan," O'Connor said gravely; "I am admiring her.

Conway is doing nobly too." "I think he looks almost bewildered," the girl laughed.