The Avalanche (Paperback)

Excerpt: ...and manner, as when they had parted at the Gwynnes'. Nevertheless, he went directly up to her, and as she gave a little cry of pleased surprise, he drew her hand through his arm. "Come " he said imperiously. "You are to dance this with me. I broke away on purpose-" "But, darling, I am full up-" "You have skipped at least two. I have been looking everywhere for you-" "Polly Roberts dragged me upstairs to see the new gowns M. Dupont brought her from Paris. They came this afternoon-so did Mrs. Thornton's-but of course I'll dance this with you. You don't look well," she added anxiously. "Aren't you?" "Quite, but rather tired-mentally. I need a dance...." He wondered if she had gently propelled him down the corridor. They were some distance from the group. It was impossible for him to go back and ask if his wife's story were true. Mrs. Thornton was nowhere to be seen, neither in the corridor nor in the ballroom. Nor was Doremus. He set his teeth grimly and managed to smile down upon his wife. "I shall insist upon having more than one," he said gallantly. "At least three hesitations." She drew in her breath with a mock sigh and swept from under her long lashes a glance that still had the power to thrill him. "Outrageous, but I shall try to bear up," and the next moment they were giving a graceful exhibition of the tango. "I don't see your friend Doremus," he said casually, as he stood fanning her at the end of the dance. She lifted her eyebrows haughtily. "My friend? That parasite?" "You seemed very friendly at dinner." "I usually am with my dinner companion. One's hostess is to be considered. Oh-I remember-he was telling me some very amusing gossip, although he teased me into fearing he wouldn't. Now, if you are going to dance this hesitation with me you had better whirl me off. It is Mr. Thornton's, and I see him coming." Ruyler did not see Doremus until supper was half over and then the young man entered the dining-room hurriedly, his...