Without any sort of sequency he now informed Mrs.Vane that the benevolent lady was to sit to him for her portrait.
Here was a new attention of Ernest's.

How good he was, and how wicked and ungrateful she! "What! are you a painter too ?" she inquired.
"From a house front to an historical composition, madam." "Oh, what a clever man! And so Ernest commissioned you to paint a portrait ?" "No, madam; for that I am indebted to the lady herself." "The lady herself ?" "Yes, madam; and I expected to find her here.

Will you add to your kindness by informing me whether she has arrived?
Or she is gone--" "Who, sir?
(Oh, dear! not my portrait! Oh, Ernest!)" "Who, madam!" cried Triplet; "why, Mrs.Woffington!" "She is not here," said Mrs.Vane, who remembered all the names perfectly well.

"There is one charming lady among our guests, her face took me in a moment; but she is a titled lady.

There is no Mrs.
Woffington among them." "Strange!" replied Triplet; "she was to be here; and, in fact, that is why I expedited these lines in her honor." "In _her_ honor, sir ?" "Yes, madam.