This novel tells the story of one woman's game of cat-and-mouse with a masked man over the course of an evening at a sumptuous ball. The rustle of silk, the sparkle of chandeliers, a scattering of snowflakes, a scrap of black lace, swathes of deep yellow brocade - will they end up in bed together? What do you think? I'm afraid I didn't care. There was nothing at stake. Prettily written, I admit.
The Snow Ball is the name of the winter dance at one of the Catholic girls' schools in Washington. The organizers put a lot of thought and attention into ensuring that the participants will not end up in bed together, and as far as I know they are mostly successful. Perhaps it is the absence of masks on the gentlemen?
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