“Well,” she said, “what does Miss Linden say of Carrie?”
“She has quite satisfied my mind about her,” answered Percy, with excusable duplicity. “I think her methods are excellent. I was telling her that I might be able to procure her another pupil.”
“I have no objection, as long as it does not interfere with Carrie’s hours. Miss Linden, there is a call for music. Will you go to the piano and play a Stauss waltz?”
Florence inclined her head obediently.
“Let me escort you to the piano, Miss Linden,” said Percy.
“Thank you,” answered Florence, in a formal tone.
For an hour Florence was engaged in playing waltzes, gallops and lanciers music. Then a lady who was proud of her daughter’s proficiency volunteered her services to relieve Florence.
“Now you can dance yourself,” said Percy, in a low tone. “Will you give me a waltz?”
“Not at once. Wait till the second dance.”
Percy de Brabazon was prompt in presenting himself as soon as permitted, and he led Florence out for a dance.