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"
Who
?
"
asked
Clyde
,
pretending
an
innocence
he
could
not
physically
verify
,
for
his
cheek
and
forehead
flushed
.
"
I
do
n't
know
who
you
mean
.
"
"
Do
n't
you
?
Then
what
are
you
blushing
for
?
"
He
had
realized
that
he
was
blushing
.
And
that
his
attempted
escape
was
ridiculous
.
He
turned
,
but
just
then
the
music
stopped
and
the
dancers
drifted
away
to
their
chairs
.
Sondra
moved
off
with
Grant
Cranston
and
Clyde
led
Nina
toward
a
cushioned
seat
in
a
window
in
the
library
.
And
in
connection
with
Bertine
with
whom
he
next
danced
,
he
found
himself
slightly
flustered
by
the
cool
,
cynical
aloofness
with
which
she
accepted
and
entertained
his
attention
.
Her
chief
interest
in
Clyde
was
the
fact
that
Sondra
appeared
to
find
him
interesting
.
"
You
do
dance
well
,
do
n't
you
?
I
suppose
you
must
have
done
a
lot
of
dancing
before
you
came
here
--
in
Chicago
,
was
n't
it
,
or
where
?
"
She
talked
slowly
and
indifferently
.
"
I
was
in
Chicago
before
I
came
here
,
but
I
did
n't
do
so
very
much
dancing
.
I
had
to
work
.
"
He
was
thinking
how
such
girls
as
she
had
everything
,
as
contrasted
with
girls
like
Roberta
,
who
had
nothing
.
And
yet
,
as
he
now
felt
in
this
instance
,
he
liked
Roberta
better
.
She
was
sweeter
and
warmer
and
kinder
--
not
so
cold
.
When
the
music
started
again
with
the
sonorous
melancholy
of
a
single
saxophone
interjected
at
times
,
Sondra
came
over
to
him
and
placed
her
right
hand
in
his
left
and
allowed
him
to
put
his
arm
about
her
waist
,
an
easy
,
genial
and
unembarrassed
approach
which
,
in
the
midst
of
Clyde
's
dream
of
her
,
was
thrilling
.
And
then
in
her
coquettish
and
artful
way
she
smiled
up
in
his
eyes
,
a
bland
,
deceptive
and
yet
seemingly
promising
smile
,
which
caused
his
heart
to
beat
faster
and
his
throat
to
tighten
.
Some
delicate
perfume
that
she
was
using
thrilled
in
his
nostrils
as
might
have
the
fragrance
of
spring
.
