Then, when Peter turned, she said with her lips as plainly as one
can without speaking: "Say yes."
Peter looked surprised. Then he turned to Leonore and said, "No. You are
the only person, man or woman, with whom I like to talk politics."
"Oh!" shrieked Dorothy to herself. "You great, big, foolish old stupid!
Just as I had fixed it so nicely!" What Dorothy meant is quite
inscrutable. Peter had told the truth.
But, after the greetings were over, Dorothy helped Peter greatly. She
said to him, "Give me your arm, Peter. There is a girl here whom I want
you to meet."
"Peter's going to dance this valse with me," said Leonore. And Peter had
two minutes of bliss, amateur though he was. Then Leonore said cruelly,
"That's enough; you do it very badly!"
When Peter had seated her by her mother, he said: "Excuse me for a
moment. I want to speak to Dorothy."
"I knew you would be philandering after the young married women. Men of
your age always do," said Leonore, with an absolutely incomprehensible
cruelty.
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