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  <title>Comments on 'Belle of the Ball'</title>
  <subtitle>&amp;quot;Miss Delacourt, you seem to have become the belle of the ball. I shan't keep your admirers at bay any longer, for fear that I'll be engaged in a duel. May I have your dance card?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Whatever for?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;My dear Miss Delacourt, I do believe you are funning with me. Surely you know the function of dance cards. If I don't pen my name down for another dance now, I probably won't get the chance again tonight.&amp;quot;

I laughed nervously as I handed him my card. I honestly didn't know how dance cards worked. Lady Huxtable always made me carry one, but this was the first time I'd ever danced at a ball, let alone had to use my card.

After scratching his name down for ten o'clock, he essayed a deep bow and left me with alone with three unfamiliar men.

&amp;quot;Er, now who was first?&amp;quot; I smiled, unsure of what to do next. I needn't have worried. They quickly took care of matters, filling out my card, one of them arguing with the other two when he insisted on claiming two dances in a row.

I found myself looking forward to ten o'clock.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-03T23:48:40Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Belle of the Ball</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;And thought I&amp;#8217;d throw in another sequel.  Hope you don&amp;#8217;t mind the occasional addition.  There&amp;#8217;s no way I can keep up, but it&amp;#8217;s fun to throw in a scene here and there.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-03T23:48:40Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Belle of the Ball</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;A very fun scene to visualize, the three guys jostling for position around the lady who winds up rather unsure of the whole thing.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-03T23:08:53Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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