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Terence certainly added little to the general brilliancy and gaiety of the occasion , for he stood in a corner and looked at Patricia whenever he was not dancing with her , ` all eye when one was present , all memory when one was gone . ' Chapter XIII . A Penelope secret . Shortly after midnight our own little company broke up , loath to leave the charming spectacle . The guests departed with the greatest reluctance , having given Dawson a half-sovereign for waiting up to lock the door . Mrs. Beresford said that it seemed unendurable to leave matters in such an unfinished condition , and her son promised to come very early next morning for the latest bulletins . `` I leave all the romances in your hands , '' he whispered to me ; `` do let them turn out happily , do ! ''