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“Ferdinand found Miss Carew graciously willing to accord him a dance. If Robert Leonard resented having to give way to him, he showed no sign of it, but stood in the mirror-lined archway and watched the curiously matched couple go by.
F.F. was at least an accomplished dancer. As he danced, he talked with considerable verve, whilst Rosamund smiled and listened.
A moment later Jervis and Nan went by. If Ferdinand was an accomplished dancer, the new Mrs Jervis Weare was an exquisite one. Jervis experienced an elusive feeling of being for once at the top of a form to which he had never previously aspired. He looked down at Nan’s brown head. He could just see one of her ears. It was little and delicately shaped; the lobe showed pink between short waves of hair.
“I suppose you know how beautifully you dance. I wouldn’t have dared ask you if I had known.”
She looked up for a moment—one of those direct looks of hers.
“I was a dancing partner at Solano’s for six months before I went to Mr Page,”
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