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on it. ā€œWhy, if heā€™s the man you say he is, this will only bring him out a bit. What do you think, Diā ā€”I mean Mr. Jones?ā€

ā€œThatā€™s right, Miss Storefield,ā€ says I. ā€œKeep to the company manners tonight. We donā€™t know who may be listening; but Iā€™m not much afraid of being bowled out this particular night. Somehow I feel ready to chance everything for an hourā€™s happiness like this.ā€

Gracey said nothing, but looked down, and Aileen kept turning towards the door as if she half hoped and was half afraid of seeing him come in. By and by we heard someone say, ā€œHere comes the Commissioner; all the camp will be here now,ā€ and there was a bit of a move to look at them as they came in.

XLVII

A good many gentlemen and ladies that lived in the town and in the diggings, or near it, had come before this and had been dancing away and enjoying themselves, though the room was pretty full of diggers and all sorts of people. But as everybody was quiet and well behaved, it didnā€™t make much odds who was there.

But, of course, the Commissioner was the great man of the whole place, and the principal visitors, like the Mr. Dawsons and some others, were bound to come along with him. Then there were the other Government officers, the bankers and surveyors, lawyers and doctors, and so on. All of them took care to come a little late with their wives and families so as to be in the room at the same time as the swell lot.

Bella Barnes was going to marry a surveyor, a wildish young fellow, but a good one to work as ever was. She was going to chance his coming straight afterwards. He was a likely man to rise in his office, and she thought sheā€™d find a way to keep him out of debt and drinking and gambling too.

Well, in comes the Commissioner and his friends, very grand indeed, all dressed like swells always do in the evening, I believe, black all over, white tie, shining boots, white kid gloves, flower in their buttonhole, all regular. People may laugh, but they did look different from the othersā ā€”showed more blood like. I donā€™t care what they say, there is such a thing.

Close by the Commissioner, laughing and talking, was the two Mr. Dawsons; andā ā€”I saw Aileen give a startā ā€”who should come next, cheek by jowl with the police magistrate, whom heā€™d been making laugh with something heā€™d said as they came in, but Starlight himself, looking like a regular princeā ā€”their pictures anyhowā ā€”and togged out to the nines like all the rest of ā€™em. Aileen kept looking at him as he lounged up the ballroom, and I thought sheā€™d fall down in a faint or bring herself to peopleā€™s notice by the wild, earnest, sad way she looked at him. However heā€™d got his clothes and the rest of it that fitted him like as if theyā€™d been grown for him, I couldnā€™t think. But of course heā€™d made all that right when he went to Sydney, and had ā€™em sent up with his luggage in Mr. Dawsonā€™s drag.

Though he didnā€™t seem to notice anything, I saw that he knew us. He looked round for a moment, and smiled at Aileen.

ā€œThatā€™s a pretty girl,ā€ he said to one of the young fellows; ā€œevidently from the country. I must get introduced to her.ā€

ā€œOh, weā€™ll introduce you,ā€ says the other man. ā€œTheyā€™re not half bad fun, these bush girls, some of them.ā€

Well, a new dance was struck up by the band just after theyā€™d got up to the top of the room, and we saw Starlight taken up and introduced to a grand lady, the wife of the head banker. The Commissioner and some of the other bigwigs danced in the same quadrille. We all moved a bit higher to get a good look at him. His makeup was wonderful. We could hardly believe our eyes. His hair was a deal shorter than he ever wore it (except in one place), and heā€™d shaved nearly all but his moustache. That was dark brown and heavy. You couldnā€™t see his mouth except when he smiled, and then his teeth were as white as Warrigalā€™s nearly and as regular. There was a softness, too, about his eyes when he was in a good temper and enjoying himself that I hardly ever saw in a manā€™s face. I could see Aileen watching him when he talked to this lady and that, and sometimes she looked as if she didnā€™t enjoy it.

He was only waiting his chance, though, for after heā€™d had a dance or two we saw him go up to one of the stewards. They had big rosettes on, and presently they walked round to us, and the steward asked the favour of Aileenā€™s name, and then begged, by virtue of his office, to present Lieutenant Lascelles, a gentleman lately from India, who had expressed a wish to be introduced to her. Such a bow Starlight made, too. We could hardly help staring. Poor Aileen hardly knew whether to laugh or to cry when he sat down beside her and asked for the pleasure of a dance.

She wouldnā€™t do that. She only came there to see him, she said, and me; but he persuaded her to walk round the room, and then they slipped into one of the supper-rooms, where they were able to talk without being disturbed, and say what they had in their hearts. I got Gracey to take a turn with me, and we were able to have our little say. She was, like Aileen, miserable enough and afraid to think of our ever having the chance of getting married and living happy like other people, but she told me she would wait and remain faithful to meā ā€”if it was to her lifeā€™s endā ā€”and that as soon as I could get away from the country and promise

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