By the way, where is my dearest son ?" "Basil?
He went out this morning.

I believe he intended to call on Aunt Selina." Mrs.Octagon lost a trifle of her suave manner, and became decidedly more human.

"Then I wish he would not call there," she said sharply.
"Selina Loach is my own sister, but I do not approve of her." "She is a poor, lonely dear, mother." "Poor, my child, she is not, as I have every reason to believe she is well endowed with this world's goods.

Lonely she may be, but that is her own fault.

Had she behaved as she should have done, Lady Caranby would have been her proud title.