The Evil Eye; Or, The Black Spector - The Works of William Carleton, Volume One by William Carleton
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She was then sitting, but immediately rose up, with a blushing but gratified face, and replied, "I will, sir, but I'm not worthy to dance with a gentleman like you." "You are worthy to dance with a prince," he replied, as he led her to their station, fronting the music. "Well, my pretty girl," said he, "what do you wish?" "Your will, sir, is my pleasure." "Very well. Piper," said he, "play up 'Kiss my lady;'" which was accordingly done, and the dance commenced. Woodward thought the most popular thing he could do was to affect no superiority over the young fellows present, but, on the contrary, to imitate their style and manner of dancing as well as he could; and in this he acted with great judgment. They felt flattered and gratified even at his awkward and clumsy imitations of their steps, and received his efforts with much laughter and cheering; nor was Grace herself insensible to the mirth he occasioned. On he went, cutting and capering, until he had them in convulsions; and when the dance was ended, he seized his partner in his arms, swung her three times round, and imprinted a kiss upon her lips with such good humor that he was highly applauded. He then ordered in drink to treat her and her friends, which he distributed to them with his own hand; and after contriving to gain a few minutes' private chat with Grace, he amply rewarded the piper. He was now about to take his leave and proceed with his brother, when two women, one about thirty-five, and the other far advanced in years, both accosted him |
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