One, two, change. One, two,
change."
Peter thought this much better, and was ready to go on till strength
failed. But after a time, Leonore said, "Now. We'll try it the true way.
Take my hand so and put your arm so. That's the way. Only never hold a
girl too close. We hate it. Yes. That's it. Now, mamma. Again. One, two,
three. One, two, three."
This was heavenly, Peter thought, and could have wept over the
shortness, as it seemed to him, of this part of the lesson.
But it ended, and Leonore said: "If you'll practice that in your room,
with a bolster, you'll get on very fast."
"I always make haste slowly," said Peter, not taking to the bolster idea
at all kindly. "Probably you can find time to-morrow for another lesson,
and I'll learn much quicker with you."
"I'll see."
"And will you give me some waltzes at the dances?"
"I'll tell you what I'll do," said Leonore. "You shall have the dances
the other men don't ask of me. But you don't dance well enough, in case
I can get a better partner.
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