Lirael raised an eyebrow. "Lost souls?" she asked, glancing around. If Jareth was alluding to his statues, she did not care much for the sound of that. "Your Grace, surely you'd not want me to draw that sort of attention to myself. I doubt the other guests will be as forgiving as my lord was."
This dance seemed to have a quicker pace than the last, and Lirael seemed a bit harder-pressed to keep up.