[ This is an unexpected face, but certainly not an unwelcome one. This is someone who is friendly to him, but who knows nothing of all that's going on and won't look at him with sympathy and care. (Well. Perhaps she doesn't know of it. He wouldn't be altogether shocked to hear that she actually had caught wind; those ears of hers are sharp in more ways than one.) He can hardly think of a more delightful companion, assuming that she's amenable to the idea. ]
Mademoiselle Mariette. [ He steps back enough that he can bow to her, an elegant gesture, his hand to his heart. Then he straightens, and holds out that hand: ] Would you care to dance?
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Mademoiselle Mariette. [ He steps back enough that he can bow to her, an elegant gesture, his hand to his heart. Then he straightens, and holds out that hand: ] Would you care to dance?