“No, Sir,” answered I, turning from him.
“What shall be done, my dear?” said Mrs. Mirvan.
“Nothing, Ma’am;-anything, I mean-”
“But do you dance, or not? you see his Lordship waits.”
“I hope not-I beg that-I would not for the world-I am sure I ought to-to-”
I could not speak; but that confident man, determining to discover whether or not I had deceived him, said to Lord Orville, who stood suspended, “My Lord, this affair, which at present seems perplexed, I will briefly explain:-this lady proposed to me another dance,-nothing could have made me more happy,-I only wished for your Lordship’s permission; which, if now granted, will, I am persuaded, set everything right.”
I glowed with indignation. “No, Sir-it is your absence, and that alone, can set everything right.”
“For Heaven’s sake, my dear,” cried Mrs. Mirvan, who could no longer contain her surprise, “what does all this mean?-were you pre-engaged?-had Lord Orville-”
“No, Madam,” cried I, “only-only I did not know that gentleman,-and so-and so I thought-I intended-I-”
Overpowered by all that had passed, I had not strength to make my mortifying explanation;-my spirits quite failed me, and I burst into tears.