'The only ones I have, I'm thinking,' said the dear cross old thing; and there stood I, on her floor, with a flannel petticoat in both hands, that I had made for her, and ruined my finger.

Look else, my Lord Foppington ?" She extended a hand the color of cream.
"Permit me, madam ?" taking out his glasses, with which he inspected her finger; and gravely announced to the company: "The laceration is, in fact, discernible.

May I be permitted, madam," added he, "to kiss this fair hand, which I should never have suspected of having ever made itself half so useful ?" "Ay, my lord!" said she, coloring slightly, "you shall, because you are so old; but I don't say for a young gentleman, unless it was the one that belongs to me; and he does not ask me." "My dear Mabel; pray remember we are not at Willoughby." "I see we are not, Ernest." And the dove-like eyes filled brimful; and all her innocent prattle was put an end to.
"What brutes men are," thought Mrs.Woffington.

"They are not worthy even of a fool like this." Mr.Vane once more pressed her to hear a little music in the garden; and this time she consented.

Mr.Vane was far from being unmoved by his wife's arrival, and her true affection.