I will put it on for you if you won't be shocked.

Or perhaps one of your daughters----" "Oh!" said both the young ladies together, "please be quiet.

Here come the gentlemen." After this there was a heavy silence broken only by the stifled giggles in the background of Mrs.Scroope and the canon's fluffy-headed wife, who to do her justice had some fun in her.

Thank goodness the evening, or rather that part of it did not last long, since presently Mrs.
Atterby-Smith, after studying me for a long while with a cold eye, rose majestically and swept off to bed followed by her offspring.
Afterwards I ascertained from Mrs.Scroope that Lady Ragnall had been amusing herself by taking away my character in every possible manner for the benefit of her connections, who were left with a general impression that I was the chief of a native tribe somewhere in Central Africa where I dwelt in light attire surrounded by the usual accessories.

No wonder, therefore, that Mrs.A.-S.