The two D’s took their Dance Programmes a little shyly. They had never had them before, for this was their first real Dance Party.
“S’pose nobody asks me to dance!” said Dotty, in a sudden fit of shyness.
“Oh, nonsense!” cried Dolly, “everybody’ll ask you.”
“You should worry!” exclaimed Tad, looking at his pretty partner with an appreciative eye. “Here, give me both your cards. I want a lot of dances that I can manage. I’m not much on the fancy steps.”
He took the cards and began scribbling his initials.
“Stop!” said Dotty, laughing; “you’re taking too many, Tad.”
“Oh, ho! and you were so ’fraid nobody’d ask you! You’re a sly-boots.”
“Well, I want a few left, if anybody should ask,” and even as she spoke, several of the boys came clustering round her and Dolly, and very soon their cards were well filled.
Then the fun began. The two D’s were both good dancers, and as nearly all the young people went to the Berwick Dancing School, they had plenty of good partners. After each dance they walked about the room or sat and chatted.
To Dolly’s surprise there were a great many strangers present. For, contrary to the ideas of the elder Fayres and Roses, nearly all the girls did come with boy escorts, and as many girls were not invited by the schoolboys, they asked friends from out of town. There were also girl guests from neighbouring cities, and altogether, the affair was quite large.