Captain Scott won't go, of course; but I have no doubt Undecimus and Mr.Tudor will come later and bring us home; we can manage very well with the one carriage.' In spite of her thousand a year the Honourable Mrs.Val was not ashamed to look after the pounds, shillings, and pence.

And so, having made her arrangements, Mrs.Val took herself off, hurrying to appease the anger of Lady Howlaway, and followed by Clementina, who since her little outburst as to the new back step of M.Jaquetanapes had not taken much part in the conversation.
Flower-shows are a great resource for the Mrs.Scotts of London life.

They are open to ladies who cannot quite penetrate the inner sancta of fashionable life, and yet they are frequented by those to whom those sancta are everyday household walks.

There at least the Mrs.Scotts of the outer world can show themselves in close contiguity, and on equal terms, with the Mrs.Scotts of the inner world.

And then, who is to know the difference?
If also one is an Honourable Mrs.Scott, and can contrive to appear as such in the next day's _Morning Post_, may not one fairly boast that the ends of society have been attained?
Where is the citadel?
How is one to know when one has taken it?
Gertrude could not be quite so defiant with her friends as she would have wished to have been, as they were borne with and encouraged by her husband.