The unusual breed of wild horses I came across were blessed with the most arresting eyes, as if they were all off to a fancy-dress party as 1920s flapper girls.
That I was renting a tuxedo to attend a masked ball without a mask or an invitation to go get a girl who not only has a mask and an invitation, but another date?
This little bit of byplay excited Annie's curiosity, but Meg was too tired for gossip and went to bed, feeling as if she had been to a masquerade and hadn't enjoyed herself as much as she expected.