She ran to Ramón de Lopez and, putting out both her hands in their lace mittens, said in a low intimate tone,
“I have been looking for you – waiting for you.”
There was a note of passion in her voice that was unmistakable.
Without waiting to hear Ramón de Lopez’s answer, Cañuela moved swiftly away and without looking back walked through the crowds on the lawn towards the house.
She entered through one of the open doors and finding the vestibule empty slipped up the stairs without anyone seeing her.
She reached her own room, closed the door behind her and pulled the sombrero from her head.
She felt as if her whole body was still throbbing with the music and the wonder of the dance.
They had tangoed together!
Whatever happened now, no one could take that away from her.
She had dance
