I can hear Lady Endor, Lady Eldritch, Lady Cowry.

The reasonable woman should be Lady Arpington.

I have heard her speak of your mother, seen by her when she was in frocks.
'Enter the "plighted." Poor Livia! to be made a dowager of by any but a damsel of the family.

She may well ridicule "that nonsense of Russett's last night"! Carinthia kisses, embraces, her brother.

I am to say: "What Henrietta tells you is true, Chillon." She is contented though she has not seen him again and has not the look of expecting to see him.