As he stood waiting with her he was observing her as he had
never before observed a woman of her years. Of all, the sweet faces, of
all the bright eyes, of all the pleasant voices--Aunt Ruth captured his
interest and admiration from the moment when she first smiled at him.
He threw himself into the dance with the greatest heartiness. The music
was played rather slowly, to give Aunt Ruth time to get about, and the
result was almost the stately effect of a minuet. Never had he put more
grace and finish into his steps, and when he bowed to Aunt Ruth it was
as a courtier drops knee before a queen. His unfamiliarity with the
figures gave him excuse to keep his eyes upon Roberta, and she found him
a pupil to whom she had only to nod or make the slightest gesture of the
hand to show his part.
"Did you ever see anything so fascinating as Aunt Ruth and Mr.
Kendrick?" asked Mrs. Stephen in her husband's ear as they stood looking
on.
"There's certainly no criticism of his manner toward her," Stephen
replied. "I'll say for him that he's a pastmaster at adaptation. I'll
wager he's enjoying himself, too. It's a new experience for the society
youth.
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