Diana watched, and asked herself, "Can any man resist such youth and beauty?"
And Sophie watched, and said to herself, out of the pity of her great and loving heart, "She is such a child—and things are going to be hard for her."
When Bettina finished, she went straight back to Anthony. "Did you like it?" she demanded.
But his answer was lost in the applause which forced her to face the rest of them, and explain:
"Dad taught me. He loved beauty, and he felt that the dance was beauty in motion."
"Sit here by me," urged Justin, in a wheedling tone, and placed a chair for her.
Bettina yearned wistfully for her corner and Anthony, but Sara was there now, and her light hard laugh floated out to them.
"I think I'm tired," said Bettina, as she dropped into the chair, and Justin, the much sought after Justin, looked at her with chagrin.
"Are you tired of me?" he asked in an injured voice.