could be seen contempt of the easy marvels he performed as he moved in swift precision from one smooth agility to another; and if some too-dainty or jealous cavalier complained that to be so much a stylist in dancing was "not quite like a gentleman," at least Walter's style was what the music called for. No other dancer in the room could be thought comparable to him. Alice told him so.
"It's wonderful!" she said. "And the mystery is, where you ever learned to do it! You never went to dancing-school, but there isn't a man in the room who 2an dance half so well. I don't see why, when you dance like this, you always make such a fuss about coming to parties."
He sounded his brief laugh, a jeering bark out of one side of the mouth, and swung her miraculously through a closing space between two other couples. "You know a lot about what goes on, don't you? You prob'ly think there's no other place to dance in this town except these frozen-face joints."
"'Frozen face?'" she echoed, laughing. "Why, everybody's having a splendid time. Look at them."
"Oh, they holler loud enough," he said. "They do it to make each other think they're havin' a good
