In the meantime Lady Glencora went off towards the dancers, leaning on Burgo's arm. "Who is that woman?" said Burgo. They were the first words he spoke to her, though since he had last seen her he had written to her that letter which even now she carried about her. His voice in her ears sounded as it used to sound when their intimacy had been close, and questions such as that he had asked were common between them. And her answer was of the same nature. "Oh, such an odious woman!" she said. "Her name is Mrs. Marsham; she is my bte noire." And then they were actually dancing, whirling round the room together, before a word had been said of that which was Burgo's settled purpose, and which at some moments was her settled purpose also.

In the meantime Lady Glencora went off towards the dancers, leaning on Burgo's arm.
"Who is that woman?" said Burgo. His voice in her ears sounded as it used to sound when their intimacy had been close.
"Oh, such an odious woman!" she said. "Her name is Mrs. Marsham; she is my bte noire." And then they were actually dancing, whirling round the room together, before a word had been said about Burgo's purpose.
