In her mother's drawing-room.

At her mother's fireside." Mr.Longdon stared.

"But where else should she be ?" "At her husband's, don't you see ?" He looked as if he quite saw, yet was nevertheless not to be put off from his original challenge.

"Ah certainly; but not as if she had been pushed down the chimney.

All in good time." "What do you call good time ?" "Why time to make herself loved." Vanderbank wondered.