This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1890 edition. Excerpt: ...sighed the lady in yellow; "don't speak, or you'll lose the time and break the spell. Oh, Mr. Otis," she murmured in her partner's ear, "I feel just as you do--I feel as if I could go on for ever." And the poor innocent young American seemed to be as thoroughly enjoying himself as his partner, and they were the very last couple to stop. "Take me to a seat, Mr. Jack," said Miss Price to her partner, "the room seems terribly hot and the band is a little noisy." And then the two sat down, and Miss Price's feet beat an angry tattoo as she watched the blended figures of Otis and the siren. "It is very good-natured of Hiram," she said to Jack, as she fanned herself violently. "He's got through his duty-dances first. 'Say, Mr. Jack, I wish you'd ask that little woman in yellow to give you the next set, for she'll never get another partner if you don't," added the young lady with true Christian charity. And Jack did as he was bid, and then Miss Price severely snubbed some half-dozen unfortunates who were anxious to dance with her; but when Mr. Otis appeared, looking cool as a cucumber, she at once made room for him at her side. The' pair talked in whispers for several minutes, and then 'this guileless girl took the secretary's arm and said to him, "Let us go and look for papa in the winter garden, Hiram." And then she sighed and pinched Mr. Otis's arm and the pair went to look for Mr. Price in the winter garden, and they searched its darkest corners with praiseworthy enthusiasm, but, curiously enough, they failed to find Mr. Price, although they stayed there looking for him for full...
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