You'll see that the Lady Crinoline knows very well what's what.' 'Oh, Charley, pray don't tell us,' said Katie; 'I do so like Mr.
Macassar, he is so spooney; pray go on, mamma.' 'I'm ready,' said Mrs.Woodward, again taking up the manuscript.
"CHAPTER II "The lovely Crinoline was the only daughter of fond parents; and though they were not what might be called extremely wealthy, considering the vast incomes of some residents in the metropolis, and were not perhaps wont to mix in the highest circles of the Belgravian aristocracy, yet she was enabled to dress in all the elegance of fashion, and contrived to see a good deal of that society which moves in the highly respectable neighbourhood of Russell Square and Gower Street.
"Her dresses were made at the distinguished establishment of Madame Mantalini, in Hanover Square; at least she was in the habit of getting one dress there every other season, and this was quite sufficient among her friends to give her a reputation for dealing in the proper quarter.

Once she had got a bonnet direct from Paris, which gave her ample opportunity of expressing a frequent opinion not favourable to the fabricators of a British article.

She always took care that her shoes had within them the name of a French cordonnier; and her gloves were made to order in the Rue Du Bac, though usually bought and paid for in Tottenham Court Road." 'What a false creature!' said Linda.
'False!' said Charley; 'and how is a girl to get along if she be not false?
What girl could live for a moment before the world if she were to tell the whole truth about the get-up of her wardrobe--the patchings and make-believes, the chipped ribbons and turned silks, the little bills here, and the little bills there?
How else is an allowance of L20 a year to be made compatible with an appearance of unlimited income?
How else are young men to be taught to think that in an affair of dress money is a matter of no moment whatsoever ?' 'Oh, Charley, Charley, don't be slanderous,' said Mrs.Woodward.
'I only repeat what the editor says to me--I know nothing about it myself.

Only we are requested 'to hold the mirror up to nature,'-- and to art too, I believe.

We are to set these things right, you know.' 'We--who are we ?' said Katie.
'Why, the _Daily Delight_,' said Charley.
'But I hope there's nothing false in patching and turning,' said Mrs.Woodward; 'for if there be, I'm the falsest woman alive.
To gar the auld claes look amaist as weel's the new is, I thought, one of the most legitimate objects of a woman's diligence.' 'It all depends on the spirit of the stitches,' said Charley the censor.
'Well, I must say I don't like mending up old clothes a bit better than Charley does,' said Katie; 'but pray go on, mamma;' so Mrs.Woodward continued to read.
"On the day of Macassar's visit in Tavistock Square, Crinoline was dressed in a most elegant morning costume.