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Lily had known Alston Denslow roup of families which formed the monied aristocracy of the city knew only their own sovernesses and occasionally irls, in hand hair drawn back and held by ribbon bows, , and the boys, in white Eton collars and glea pumps, bowed from the waist and then dived for the irl ever intruded on that corner, although now and then a brave spirit a the boys would wander, with assumed unconsciousness but ears rather pink, to the opposite corner where the little girls were grouped like white butterfliesin the sun

The pianist struck a chord, and the children lined up, the girls on one side, the boys on the other, a long line, with Mrs Van Buren in the center Another chord, rather a long one Mrs Van Buren curtsied to the girls The line dipped, wavered, recovered itself Mrs Van Buren turned Another chord The boys bent, rather too much, from the waist, while Mrs Van Buren swept another deep curtsey The music now, very definite as to tiht Glide and short step to the left Dancing school had coovernesses chatted, and sometienerally known as Pink, but the origin of the name was shrouded inclass, at a time when he was more attentive to the step than to the music that accompanied it As Pink Denslow he had played on a scrub teaot two broken ribs for his trouble, and as Pink he now paid inter season in October and polo at eastern fields and in California At twenty-three he was still the boy of the dancing class, very careful at parties to ask his hostess to dance, and not noticeably upset when she did, having arranged to be cut in on at the end of the second round

Pink could not remember when he had not been in love with Lily Cardew There had been other girls, of course, tie, and some other fair charmer was near But he had always known there was only Lily Once or twice he would have becoed, had it not been for that He was a blond boy, squarely built, good-looking without being handsoolf he went quite cheerfully to St Peter's with his irl in the choir