Perhaps Mr.Percy--who was certainly bored himself--bored her a little.

At any rate she signified her intention of bestowing her hand upon an elderly gentleman, the owner of the house, to whom, as she said, they were so much indebted for his kindness in allowing them to metamorphose it as they had done.
The gentleman, thus left at liberty to choose his own partner, found his eyes turning naturally to Lucia; but before he had quite made up his mind, Maurice came up to her.
"Lucia," he said, "I shall be obliged to give up my quadrille.

It is a great nuisance; but keep the next for me, will you not ?" She nodded and smiled, and he hurried off.
Mr.Percy still stood undecided.

His cousin touched him on the shoulder, "Are not you going to dance ?" he asked.
"I suppose so," with the slightest possible shrug.

"Miss Costello, if you are disengaged, will you dance this quadrille with me ?" Lucia turned when he spoke.