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"
Loon
Lake
,
of
course
,
"
came
Berenice
's
voice
.
What
a
world
of
social
doings
she
was
involved
in
,
thought
Cowperwood
.
She
had
begun
well
.
The
Haggertys
were
rich
coal-mine
operators
in
Pennsylvania
.
Harris
Haggerty
,
to
whose
family
she
was
probably
referring
,
was
worth
at
least
six
or
eight
million
.
The
social
world
they
moved
in
was
high
.
They
drove
after
dinner
to
The
Saddler
,
at
Saddler
's
Run
,
where
a
dance
and
"
moonlight
promenade
"
was
to
be
given
.
On
the
way
over
,
owing
to
the
remoteness
of
Berenice
,
Cowperwood
for
the
first
time
in
his
life
felt
himself
to
be
getting
old
.
In
spite
of
the
vigor
of
his
mind
and
body
,
he
realized
constantly
that
he
was
over
fifty-two
,
while
she
was
only
seventeen
.
Why
should
this
lure
of
youth
continue
to
possess
him
?
She
wore
a
white
concoction
of
lace
and
silk
which
showed
a
pair
of
smooth
young
shoulders
and
a
slender
,
queenly
,
inimitably
modeled
neck
.
He
could
tell
by
the
sleek
lines
of
her
arms
how
strong
she
was
.
"
It
is
perhaps
too
late
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
in
comment
.
"
I
am
getting
old
.
"
The
freshness
of
the
hills
in
the
pale
night
was
sad
.
Saddler
's
,
when
they
reached
there
after
ten
,
was
crowded
with
the
youth
and
beauty
of
the
vicinity
.
Mrs.
Carter
,
who
was
prepossessing
in
a
ball
costume
of
silver
and
old
rose
,
expected
that
Cowperwood
would
dance
with
her
.
And
he
did
,
but
all
the
time
his
eyes
were
on
Berenice
,
who
was
caught
up
by
one
youth
and
another
of
dapper
mien
during
the
progress
of
the
evening
and
carried
rhythmically
by
in
the
mazes
of
the
waltz
or
schottische
.
There
was
a
new
dance
in
vogue
that
involved
a
gay
,
running
step
--
kicking
first
one
foot
and
then
the
other
forward
,
turning
and
running
backward
and
kicking
again
,
and
then
swinging
with
a
smart
air
,
back
to
back
,
with
one
's
partner
.
Berenice
,
in
her
lithe
,
rhythmic
way
,
seemed
to
him
the
soul
of
spirited
and
gracious
ease
--
unconscious
of
everybody
and
everything
save
the
spirit
of
the
dance
itself
as
a
medium
of
sweet
emotion
,
of
some
far-off
,
dreamlike
spirit
of
gaiety
.
He
wondered
.
He
was
deeply
impressed
.
"
Berenice
,
"
observed
Mrs.
Carter
,
when
in
an
intermission
she
came
forward
to
where
Cowperwood
and
she
were
sitting
in
the
moonlight
discussing
New
York
and
Kentucky
social
life
,
"
have
n't
you
saved
one
dance
for
Mr.
Cowperwood
?
"
Cowperwood
,
with
a
momentary
feeling
of
resentment
,
protested
that
he
did
not
care
to
dance
any
more
.
Mrs.
Carter
,
he
observed
to
himself
,
was
a
fool
.
"
I
believe
,
"
said
her
daughter
,
with
a
languid
air
,
"
that
I
am
full
up
.
