"Hold on tight, Skippy," said Happy Mather.
"Step on your own feet."
"Balance on your heels."
"Don't let them rattle you, Jack."
"They can't. Which foot do I start on?"
"The left."
"Shall we give him a push, Dolly?" said Lazelle sympathetically, while his companions, linking arms, were beaming with anticipated delight.
Skippy, having properly worked up his audience, nodded to his partner and floated off in a perfect dancing style.
"Jack, you wretch, you've danced for years!" said Dolly after the first surprise had passed. "You've just been making fun of me all this time."
"Never been on a ballroom floor before in my life," said Skippy, keeping within the letter of the truth.