The unique style of her hair had not gone unnoticed. If anything, it had brought further attention to her. He liked that, she seemed unique and interesting. But not in a wild sort of way, which was good. Were they real flowers? Most young ladies would go with the fake sort if at all. And the colors stood out in her lovely black hair. Yes, he certainly would not mind dancing with her.

That was true, they had yet to have been introduced. He wondered briefly if his request had offended her given those circumstances, but she did seem willing to give him a chance. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Montague. I am Gerald Abbott." Montague, had he heard of that name before? Perhaps he would ask his mother if the night went well. The woman would likely have kept better track of different sorts of families. Or his sister. He wouldn't want to give his mother too much hope that there might be something before he was confident that this would lead to anything. But of course, these thoughts passed by in an instant as they began to dance.