Of course I must dance with whoever
asks me."
"Well, I have asked you for this evening," he said, following
me.
"You are not to go," I said. "I shall not dance with you
once," and I took my former place by Mrs. Sandford. Preston
fumed; declared I was just like a piece of marble; and went
away. I did not feel quite so impassive as he said I looked.
"What are you going to wear to-night, Daisy?" Mrs. Sandford
asked presently.
"I don't know, ma'am."
"But you must know soon, my dear. Have you agreed to give your
cousin half the evening?"
"No, ma'am — I could not — I am engaged for every dance, and
more."
"More!" said Mrs. Sandford.
"Yes ma'am — for the next time."
"Preston has reason!" she said, laughing. "But I think, Daisy,
Grant will be the most jealous of all. Do him good. What will
become of his sciences and his microscope now?"
"Why, I shall be just as ready for them," I said.
Mrs. Sandford shook her head. "You will find the hops will
take more than that," she said. "But now, Daisy, think what
you will wear; for we must go soon and get ready.
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