"No."
"But you come from Germany?"
"Yes."
"Have you ever been in Cornwall before?"
"Never."
"I suppose you can dance?"
"No."
At this last negative a united howl went up from the assembled circle.
"Can't dance? Where have you lived? Make her try! She's got to learn! Take her arm and teach her some steps! She won't? She'll have to! No one's to be let off to-night!"
"Gerda Thorwaldson," said Evie Bennett impressively, "we give you your choice. You either try to dance this very instant, or you stand on that table and sing a song—in English, mind, not German!"