You may bring Mr.Belsize, and must tell us a hundred stories .-- Yours, etc., L.Kew." Julia wrote all the letter as her mother dictated it, save only one sentence, and the note was sealed and despatched to my Lord Kew, who came to dinner with Jack Belsize.

Jack Belsize liked to dine with Lady Kew.

He said, "she was an old dear, and the wickedest old woman in all England;" and he liked to dine with Lady Julia, who was "a poor suffering dear, and the best woman in all England." Jack Belsize liked every one, and every one liked him.
Two evenings afterwards the young men repeated their visit to Lady Kew, and this time Lord Kew was loud in praises of his cousins of the house of Newcome.
"Not of the eldest, Barnes, surely, my dear ?" cries Lady Kew.
"No, confound him! not Barnes." "No, d---- it, not Barnes.

I beg your pardon, Lady Julia," broke in Jack Belsize.

"I can get on with most men; but that little Barney is too odious a little snob." "A little what--Mr.Belsize ?" "A little snob, ma'am.