I looked up and said yes.
"Whom did you dance with?"
"With everybody," said Mrs. Sandford. "That is, so far as the length of the evening made it possible. Blue and grey, and all colours."
"I don't want you to dance with everybody," said Preston, in a more undertone growl.
"There is no way to prevent it," said Mrs. Sandford, "but to be there and ask her yourself."
I did not thank Mrs. Sandford privately for this suggestion; which Preston immediately followed up by inquiring "if we were going to the hop to-night?"
"Certainly," Mrs. Sandford said.
"It's too confounded hot!"
"Not for us who are accustomed to the climate," Mrs. Sandford said, with spirit.
"It's a bore altogether," muttered Preston. "Daisy, are you going to-night?"