CHAPTER IV.
May 25th.
Shall I be accused of harbouring a bevy of odalisques at No.

20 Lingfield Terrace?
Calumny and Exaggeration walk abroad, arm in arm, even on the north side of Regent's Park.

If they had spied Carlotta at my window this morning, they would have looked in for afternoon tea at my Aunt Jessica's and have waylaid Mrs.Ralph Ordeyne outside the Oratory.

The question is: Shall Truth anticipate them?
I think not.
Every family has its irrepressible, impossible, unpractical member, its _enfant terrible_, who is forever doing the wrong thing with the best intentions.

Truth is the _enfant terrible_ of the Virtues.