This attitude gave a certain ironical force to Madame Munster's next words.

"Now this is your circle," she said to her uncle.

"This is your salon.

These are your regular habitu; aaes, eh?
I am so glad to see you all together." "Oh," said Mr.Wentworth, "they are always dropping in and out.

You must do the same." "Father," interposed Charlotte Wentworth, "they must do something more." And she turned her sweet, serious face, that seemed at once timid and placid, upon their interesting visitor.