"I could never!" Sisse was quick to assure him. She wanted to tell him he was much better than at least half her dance partners, that he knew her, that he didn't intend to move her to America, that she didn't have to blather on about minerals or architecture or anything else she knew nothing about. Not to mention that he didn't smell bad, act pompous, or try to stomp on her gown with each step. But this was not the place to say such things, nor was she brave enough to voice them to him.

At his comment she beamed. "You shall have to ask properly then." She informed him, but she was already extending her wrist so that he might write his name in her dance card.