Then I circled round on the tips of my toes under the chandelier, humming the air of "Dream Faces" very softly to myself.
So absorbed was I in this occupation that I did not notice the entrance of another person, till suddenly a voice sounded quite close to my ear, "Well, is it a good floor?"
I stopped, blushing deeply. There before me stood Andrea, looking very nice in his evening clothes.
"Not very good, but quite fair," I answered, recovering my self-possession before his complete coolness.
He smiled quietly.
"I guess you are a person of experience in such matters, Miss Meredith."
"I haven't been to many balls, but we are fond of dancing at home."
"We?" said Andrea, interrogatively.
"My sisters——"