She sighed very slightly, remembering the past.
Then she turned to Mr.Pepper, who had become very dependent on her, so that he always chose a seat near her, and attended to what she was saying, although he did not often make any remark of his own.
"You who know everything, Mr.Pepper," she said, "tell us how did those wonderful French ladies manage their salons?
Did we ever do anything of the same kind in England, or do you think that there is some reason why we cannot do it in England ?" Mr.Pepper was pleased to explain very accurately why there has never been an English salon.

There were three reasons, and they were very good ones, he said.

As for himself, when he went to a party, as one was sometimes obliged to, from a wish not to give offence--his niece, for example, had been married the other day--he walked into the middle of the room, said "Ha! ha!" as loud as ever he could, considered that he had done his duty, and walked away again.

Mrs.Thornbury protested.

She was going to give a party directly she got back, and they were all to be invited, and she should set people to watch Mr.Pepper, and if she heard that he had been caught saying "Ha! ha!" she would--she would do something very dreadful indeed to him.