Jenny danced as well as she could in the diminutive room.
"Now, please, miss," he said to Irene, who also danced.
"You are engaged," said Mr. Corontin.
"Both?" asked Jenny.
"Both of you."
They lost themselves several times in the course of their descent.
"What an unnatural place," said Jenny. "Gee! How many more stairs? I suppose we're ballet girls now."
At home that evening Charlie remonstrated with his daughter for intruding upon him at Kentish Town.
"Don't come asking me for your flash friends," he said. "Why, the men wondered who you were."
"Didn't they know I was your daughter?"