Cad wrinkled his nose, 'No' he laughed, 'There is something about the Polka that I don't like.' he raised his feet high, as though about to launch into the Polka - 'It's too....' he let the sentence languish in mid air between them - it would be rude to say that the polka was a poor person dance, done by the rich to play at being jaunty and 'of the people'. 'Eh...it's a bit too rambunctious for me. he finished, 'Besides, it doesn't give you much chance to talk' he added quickly and with a disarming smile at his new companion. 'Is it a dance you particularly enjoy?' he asked diplomatically.

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