_ Yes.
_Miss B._ No; he did not.
_Sir Philip._ Then, whom did _you_ mean?
_Miss B._ Did you say lover? I--I mistook.--No--a young man called Henry
obtained the prize.
_Sir Philip._ And how did Mr. Handy succeed?
_Miss B._ Oh! It was so ridiculous!--I will tell you, papa, what
happened to him.
_Sir Philip._ To Mr. Handy?
_Miss B._ Yes; as soon as the contest was over Henry presented himself.
I was surprised at seeing a young man so handsome and elegant as Henry
is.--Then I placed the medal round Henry's neck, and was told, that poor
Henry--
_Sir Philip._ Henry!--So, my love, this is your account of Mr. Robert
Handy!
_Miss B._ Yes, papa--no, papa--he came afterwards, dressed so
ridiculously, that even Henry could not help smiling.
_Sir Philip._ Henry again!
_Miss B._ Then we had a dance.
_Sir Philip._ Of course you danced with your lover?
_Miss B._ Yes, papa.
_Sir Philip._ How does Mr. Handy dance?
_Miss B._ Oh! he did not dance till--
_Sir Philip._ You danced with your lover?
_Miss B._ Yes--no papa!--Somebody said (I don't know who) that I ought
to dance with Henry, because--
_Sir Philip.
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