“I tried to meet Miss Bryce on the boat, but she snubbed me,” laughed Mrs. Darlington, making Isabelle feel very young and crude.
Isabelle frowned and made no denial, so Captain O’Leary remarked:
“Do you disdain the dance, Miss Bryce?”
“No.”
“Would you honour me?”
Isabelle glanced at Miss Watts, who looked uncomfortable.
“Isabelle is not out yet. Her mother wishes her to be inconspicuous here,” she began.
“Imagine Isabelle inconspicuous,” laughed Mrs. Darlington again.
Isabelle decided that she hated her!
“But it’s different out here—it’s not a ball room, ye know. It’s just dancin’ round,” said the Irishman.