She went away from the mirror and pretended to be busy with a hanging thread in her sleeve.

She was singularly an alien in the chattering room, although she had been born and lived all her life in the town.  Perhaps her position among the young ladies may be best defined by the remark, generally current among them, that evening, to the effect that it was “very sweet of Mamie to invite her.”  Ariel was not like the others; she was not of them, and never had been.  Indeed, she did not know them very well.  Some of them nodded to her and gave her a word of greeting pleasantly; all of them whispered about her with wonder and suppressed amusement; but none talked to her.  They were not unkindly, but they were young and eager and excited over their own interests,—­which were then in the “gentlemen’s dressing-room.”

Each of the other girls had been escorted by a youth of the place, and, one by one, joining these escorts in the hall outside the door, they descended the stairs, until only Ariel was left.  She came down alone after the first dance had begun, and greeted her young hostess’s mother timidly.  Mrs. Pike—­a small, frightened-looking woman with a prominent ruby necklace—­answered her absently, and hurried away to see that the imported waiters did not steal anything.

Ariel sat in one of the chairs against the wall and watched the dancers with a smile of eager and benevolent interest.  In Canaan no parents, no guardians nor aunts, were haled forth o’ nights to duenna the junketings of youth; Mrs. Pike did not reappear, and Ariel sat conspicuously alone; there was nothing else for her to do.  It was not an easy matter.

When the first dance reached an end, Mamie Pike came to her for a moment with a cheery welcome, and was immediately surrounded by a circle of young men and women, flushed with dancing, shouting as was their wont, laughing inexplicably over words and phrases and unintelligible mono-syllables, as if they all belonged to a secret society and these cries were symbols of things exquisitely humorous, which only they understood.  Ariel laughed with them more heartily than any other, so that she might seem to be of them and as merry as they were, but almost immediately she found herself outside of the circle, and presently they all whirled away into another dance, and she was left alone again.

So she sat, no one coming near her, through several dances, trying to maintain the smile of delighted interest upon her face, though she felt the muscles of her face beginning to ache with their fixedness, her eyes growing hot and glazed.  All the other girls were provided with partners for every dance, with several young men left over, these latter lounging hilariously together in the doorways.  Ariel was careful not to glance towards them, but she could not help hating them.  Once or twice between the dances she saw Miss Pike speak appealingly to one of the superfluous, glancing, at the same time,