He smiled at Sarah, conspiratorially, and lifted his good arm. “Shall we?”
“Yes please.”
Sarah’s fingers lay on top of the fabric of his evening coat. He escorted her on to the floor.
It was another country dance, they stood and faced one another. Her cheeks had turned pink. She was holding the attention of many people in this room, and as many women as men. He presumed the women jealous of his sister’s wealth and beauty. She would have a dowry that would be sought after as much as herself. Yes, he would need to protect her in town.
He winked at her, to make her relax.
She smiled, and then the music and the dancing began.
They smiled at each other every time they came together in the set, and he whispered some quip about their companions. She was laughing each time they parted.
When the dance ended they returned to their parents to take a few sips of wine. Sarah was breathing heavily yet the colour in her cheeks was now from exercise and enjoyment.
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