He stilled at the feel of her hand, quickly glancing over to find the source. He had to smother a smile when he saw her. He bowed politely and took her hand in his, kissing the back of it lightly.
"Miss Turpin, you're looking elegant this evening." He glanced over to the dance floor, then back to her. "Would you care to dance? Then perhaps you could introduce me to any of your acquaintances - I'm afraid I don't have many contacts in British society."