“I will nextly show you how do the Jellyfish Crawl,” she pronounce with Tipsichore expression.
“If I learned any more dances I should become a Geisha, which are less proper,” I renig shyly while eloping away from her armful with talented dodges.
When I was hiding behind palum trees where she could not see me I watched considerable turkey-trottery, bunny-huggery, etc., with eyes full of science. Dignified home-made Japanese was making roof-garden loops with their legs in such a way their wife & children would feel siprised. Arthur Kickahajama, missionary boy, were doing sidewise catch-and-let-go dance with Miss Mamie Furaoki. After that actions I could not see how he ever could look a Y. M. C. A. in the face again. First they glid together with expression of happy crabs, then they made a twillup, two cross-legs & 3 bounces. This was followed by clutches.
“They are dancing Tango,” pronounce Sydney Katsu, Jr., who was floorwalking like a committee.
“What slum teaches persons dance like that?” I abject doggishly.
“Sometimes Bowery, sometimes Fifth Avenue,” he report for tone of high-social.
“Do Fifth Avenue permit the Bowery to teach them depravity?” I require.
“Ah no!” ollicute Sydney. “Fifth Avenue are teaching the Bowery. Vices are like other kinds of furniture. Rich folks uses them first and only pass them on to poor folks when they are second hand. Thusly the slums are seldom safe.”
“After Tango is finished what new dance will explode in the Smarty Set?” are next question for me.
“Not sure,” Sydney say so with Harry Leer eyebrows. “Last week I hear how some high-style Newporters had gone to Africa for try dancing with some cannibles what knew some deliciously low down steps. But after the first dance they had to quit because they was ashamed.”