Uncle John nodded his head. "I know exactly what it's like."
"Well, I shall never let myself be so stupid again—never! I swear it!" They sat in silence for some time, she, restless, straining towards the music, he a little overcome by her happiness.
There was a pause between the dances and then the band began once more.
"Have you danced with Roddy Seddon yet?"
"No. What's he like?"
"Oh! he's nice—you'll like him."
"I don't expect to. He's a friend of grandmamma's. Hark! There's the band again!... Come along, back we go!"
Smiling, radiant, she hung upon his arm. Afterwards, standing in a doorway, he watched her.
He sighed. "What a selfish old pig I am!... But she'll never be mine again."