Well, this looked like a fine, upstanding gentleman. And popular, too! Valanice knew it was unlikely that anything more would come out of this mixer than any of the many balls held in Daventry's Court, but she just couldn't resist the temptation.

"Rosella, come along!"

And, with that, thinking her daughter was obediently in tow and that she hadn't just turned around and went far in the other direction, Valanice approached the boy and said, "Pardon me, sir, but have you had the honor of meeting my daughter, Rosella?"

Who should have been right there....

"Now, where has she gone to now? Oh, my..."