Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1905-02-15

All that there is of her is in harmony
and sympathy with the music, and the
supple figure, which Vane Vavasour's
arm encircles, is an 1.-THE and full of
life as a Nautch girls.
thrill of pleasure distinct as any
that the exquisite has experienced for
many day, goes through him as he
recognizes this fact. and a half in
audible by Jove-" of satisfaction and
surprise escapes his clear-cut lips.
What did you say?" May asks.
Il said you danced beautifully" he
answered promptly.
II didn't think you said all that,
she retorts naiyely. But thank you
all the same"
Its the truth" he rejoins emphati-
cally 81 do hope" he adds. with an
earnestness that surprises himself,
that have got your step. Is it toe
! fast--too slow?"
| 1t is perfect but May is not to be
! conclliated.
/ "A little fast" she says coolly, and
Vane slackens speed.
Such dancing is so uncommon a
spectacle at the county ball that few
of the couples, who, red and perspir-
| ing, have been figuring with the ordi-
nary awkwardness. drop off and stand
! watching with mingled admiration and
envy. For time attention is even
drawn from the rare spectacle of a
/ professional beauty and presently
/ there are only three or four couples
occupying the floor besides Vane and
! May.
Suddenly May, whose soul is in her
work, awakes to a sense of the atten-
/ ton they are attracting, and with a
! swift flood of crimson stops abruptly.
as anything the matter?" asks Vane
dismayed. Anybody trod on your
/ dress? Don't say you are tired, Miss
| Dalton"
Thanks / think will sit down
| now" says May coldly, and just lays
the tips of her fingers on his black
/ coat.
That was waltz" murmurs Vane
with almost solemn gravity Would
! YOU be so kind as to see If you have
1 another open, Miss Dalton?"
Il am sure I have not. And
there is Mrs. Turner-thank YOU" and
with the faintest of bows she slips
FROM his side.
Vane Vavasour, the handsomest
man Of his day" stands stricken mo-
+ tionless for full half minute Can
/ it be possible that he has been snub-
| bed by a pert little nobody at a rough
and-tumble county ball? 1t is hard
/ to believe, but he realizes it at last
and with an expression Of woeful dis
may that is indescribably humorous,
wanders back to his friends.
Miss Vavasour is just preparing for
the next dance Lady Letchford is sur
rounded by a party of dowagers. They
are talking and smiling and discussing
the ever-moving multitude. Sir Heron
alone seems, though present in body,
absent in spirit, and with his back
turned TO the hustle and work -
stands talking to an old gentleman
talking on politics of all things in the
world,
But he looks up as Vane approaches
with his sorrowful face, and smiles, as
one would smile at an exhibition Of
pettishness in child.
What's the matter. Vane-sprained
your ankle?"
Worse" is the grave response.
discovered the best dancer in the
room-in the room in the whole coun-
ty!-and been snubbed by her"
Sir Heron smiles
You car. soon console yourself" he
says, and turns to the old gentleman
again; but Vane is not to be put
( aside
q say" he says. you know who
everybody is. Who is she?"
Who is whom?" asks Sir Heron. in
/ differently, and tn uing around to face
the dancers.
The prettiest girl her-I don't see
her nowhere has she got to? A
girl with brown eyes and-there she
goes"
But Sir Heron is looking in another
direction to that in which May is NOV
ing, and she passes out of their
sight
ooh, not there-she's gone again.
But, by Jove old fellow, she is really
/ the belle of the rOom-is Rose in hear
! jng?-and dances like an angel You
must know her Come with me and
/ let US find her | want you TO make
/ peace for me though I'll be shot if |
know how l offended her, Pulled up
/ suddenly, and left me in the middle of
p, the room like alike a lost child, give
| YOU my word,''
AT this point Lady Letchford looks
around, with faint surpi Use on her
face.
Are you not going to dance,
/ He.on?" she says.
1t is not tha the may loll against a
post and talk politics that she has
brought him to this ball
He mods, and turns to Miss Vava-
sour.
"Will you venture? l dance like a
bear on hot plates-yilely. 1t is
only right that 1 should give you fair
! warning"
AT least a bear can hold me up"
she says; and they start.
A little buzz of excitement runs
through the room; promenaders in the
/ galleries hurry back; dowagers crane
forward from their chairs; the herd of
! nobodies call each others attention