I have no fortune, and I fear my face will never buy a title, an opera-box, and a house in Grosvenor Square.

I wish I were the future Lady Vargrave." "I am sure I wish you were," said Evelyn, with great _naivete_; "you would suit Lord Vargrave better than I should." Caroline laughed.
"Why do you think so ?" "Oh, his way of thinking is like yours; he never says anything I can sympathize with." "A pretty compliment to me! Depend upon it, my dear, you will sympathize with me when you have seen as much of the world.

But Lord Vargrave--is he too old ?" "No, I don't think of his age; and indeed he looks younger than he is." "Is he handsome ?" "He is what may be called handsome,--you would think so." "Well, if he comes here, I will do my best to win him from you; so look to yourself." "Oh, I should be so grateful; I should like him so much, if he would fall in love with you!" "I fear there is no chance of that." "But how," said Evelyn, hesitatingly, after a pause,--"how is it that you have seen so much more of the world than I have?
I thought Mr.
Merton lived a great deal in the country." "Yes, but my uncle, Sir John Merton, is member for the county; my grandmother on my father's side--Lady Elizabeth, who has Tregony Castle (which we have just left) for her jointure-house--goes to town almost every season, and I have spent three seasons with her.

She is a charming old woman,--quite the _grand dame_.

I am sorry to say she remains in Cornwall this year.