"She's showing off her slender figure. She thinks she looks awful
American."
"You do have a sharp tongue."
"But you remember what Mrs. Kalch said: 'A sharp tongue, but a
kind heart.'"
The band struck up a two-step
Ben was coming over to her, his freckled face the image of
supplication. She shut her eyes and shook her head and the boy
stopped short, his jaw dropping as he did so
"Don't be hard on the poor boy," I pleaded
"That's none of your business. I want you to dance with me. Come
on. I'll teach you
I shut my eyes and shook my head precisely as she had done to
Ben
She burst into a laugh. "Ain't you tired of being a wall-flower?"
"I love it."
"Do you really? Or maybe you want to watch somebody?"
"I want to watch everybody," I replied, coloring the least bit.
"When you were dancing I watched you, and I thought--well, I
won't tell you what I thought."
A splash of color overspread her face
"Go ahead. Speak out!" she said, with a sick smile
I took pity on her. "I'm joking, of course. But I do like to watch
people when they dance," I said, earnestly.
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