A moment they remained in silence, and
he could hear her breathing.
"Have you truly been at the hall," she questioned, "or were you merely
fibbing to awaken my interest?"
"I truly have been," he answered, "and actually have danced a measure
with the fair guest of the evening."
"With Phoebe Spencer! And yet you dare pretend now to retain an
interest in me? Lieutenant Brant, you must be a most talented
deceiver, or else the strangest person I ever met. Such a miracle has
never occurred before!"
"Well, it has certainly occurred now; nor am I in this any vain
deceiver. I truly met Miss Spencer. I was the recipient of her most
entrancing smiles; I listened to her modulated voice; I bore her off, a
willing captive, from a throng of despairing admirers; I danced with
her, gazing down into her eyes, with her fluffy hair brushing my cheek,
yet resisted all her charms and came forth thinking only of you."
"Indeed? Your proof?"
He drew the white satin fan forth from his pocket, and held it out
toward her with mock humility. "This, unbelieving princess.
Despatched by the fair lady in question to fetch this bauble from the
dressing-room, I forgot my urgent errand in the sudden delight of
finding you.
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