They were pressing this, then. Juliana didn't have the heart to turn him down when he seemed so pleased, but how long had it been since she'd actually danced? Waltzing was probably preferable to a quadrille, ultimately. It might be a little uncomfortable to be up so close with a stranger, but at least if she got her toes stepped on by anyone (and she did mean anyone, given how out of practice she was — her feet could end up just about anywhere) it would be less forcefully.

"A waltz is fine," she decided, offering him a slight smile. "If you don't mind my lack of grace."

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