Dance Me to the End of Love

The effort he made was somewhat palpable as was hislack of ease. He could hardly go on saying how nice this was. The two ladies were not veryhelpful. Elvira smiled very sweetly. Mrs. Carpenter gave a meaningless little laugh, andsmoothed her gloves.
　　"A good journey, eh?"
　　"Yes, thank you," saidElvira.
　　"No fog. Nothing like that?"
　　"Oh no."
　　"Our flight was five minutes ahead of time,"said Mrs. Carpenter.
　　"Yes, yes. Good, very good." He took a pull upon himself. "I hope this placewill be all right for you?""Oh, I'm sure it's very nice," said Mrs. Carpenter warmly,glancing round her. "Very comfortable."
　　"Rather old-fashioned, I'm afraid," said the Colonel apologetically. "Rather a lot of old fogies. No – er – dancing, anything like that."