Not a bad effort for a twenty-eight year old. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d cracked midnight with my own mates. I got up and shuffled into...the ensuite. Zoe startled as I entered, pressing herself to the vanity. Placing my hands on her bare shoulders, I caressed the dark blue straps of her dress with my thumbs. “How was your night?” I murmured into the back of her head, planting a kiss into her soft, coconut-scented mane. “Promise you won’t be angry with me?” she softly mumbled to the. "Just then, a handsome young man, with bright eyes, black hair, and glossy mustache, respectfully bowed to Madame de Villefort. Albert extended his hand. "Madame," said Albert, "allow me to present to you M. Maximilian Morrel, captain of Spahis, one of our best, and, above all, of our bravest officers." I have already had the pleasure of meeting this gentleman at Auteuil, at the house of the Count of Monte Cristo," replied Madame de Villefort, turning away with marked coldness of manner. This. Those two girls and Altar Boy Bobby were Sister Agnes’s foot soldiers in policing the other students and she had firm control over almost every aspect of the school routine.Then came the visit of the Archbishop to confirm some of the students and to evaluate the quality of good Catholic education they were receiving under the supervision of the dedicated nuns of the order.The Archbishop was already close to Altar Boy Bobby because he had helped to train him in the intricacies of incense. Father said it was okay, and granddad positively beamed, he really liked me, you see.It all began a little awkward, she was obviously shy, what with so many people around. I pointed out that very few of them actually knew how to dance properly, most couples kind of shuffle around the floor, with no real idea of a proper dance step. She relaxed and began to learn and from that moment, she was a good pupil.Within a couple of weeks, she was a better dancer than I was, but we made a good couple.