You could have refused.”
“But—I owe it to the Cause—I—I couldn’t think of myself when you were offering so much in gold. Stop laughing, everyone is looking at us.”
“They will look at us anyway. Don’t try to palm off that twaddle about the Cause to me. You wanted to dance and I gave you the opportunity. This march is the last figure of the reel, isn’t it?”
“Yes—really, I must stop and sit down now.”
“Why? Have I stepped on your feet?”
“No—but they’ll talk about me.”
“Do you really care—down in your heart?”
“Well—”