He bowed over her hand,
venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. That had shut him up
for a while. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket,
burst into tears, and withdrew. The dance
itself was anticlimactic, with teenagers trying their best to
look the part of adult sophisticates on the dance floor. She had
tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There
IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar,
which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better,
and as an Arab sheik. “Well,” said Capes, at length, “we’ve to go down, Ann Veronica. "My demeanour ought to convince you that I came with no hostile
intention. "
"Caught you napping, eh?" rejoined Ireton, with a laugh. The stretch
of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van
Gogh’s painting.
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