This was going well, at least, that is what the expressions on his young dance partner's face told him. She had a lovely expressive face that was pleasing to look at and he certainly found himself doing so quite unashamedly, he was pleased that he had not packed out his dance card plans because he hoped that this woman might accept a second request to dance, it would be an obvious declaration of interest, but why not.

"Yorkshire is a lovely county." he replied to her, remembering his trips their, particularly as a youth. "Well, I hail originally from Hertfordshire, but now reside in London." How uninteresting of him, ask a hundred wealthy bathelors their address and get ninety nine London addresses. "We also have properties in several other cities. I think you would enjoy the Calcutta home, it is something of a favourite of mine." They came towards the end of the Spanish waltz, Harrison took one more oppurtunity to hold her close to him, just a little more boldly this time as his confidence in the chance of reciprocal interest grew.

The band started playing and the couples moved into the laendler. Harrison squeezed the hand of his partner as they briefly separated. Tradition dictated they have two dances before either of them moved on to other partners for the evening. It was a tricky dance but one that Harrison really enjoyed, and one that would allow him to spin this pretty girl in a manner that she might find quite exhilarating. "I shall be quite disappointed to hand you to your next suitor Miss Parkinson." he said before he bowed to begin the dance.