And this'll be her brother, Quintin Reginald Feurbras--what names! _Teenie_, her mother was an earl's daughter!" "Oh, mercy!" wailed Miss Teenie, quite over-come.
"Yes, see here.

6th Earl of Champertoun--a Scotch earl too! Lady Ann was her name.

Fancy that now!" "And her so pleasant!" said Miss Teenie.
"It just lets you see," said Miss Watson, "the higher up you get in the social scale, the pleasanter and freer people are.

You see, they've been there so long they're accustomed to it; their position never gives them a thought: it's the people who have climbed up who keep on wondering if you're noticing how grand they are." "Well, Agnes," said Miss Teenie, "it's a great rise in the world for you and me to be asked to tea with an earl's granddaughter.

There's no getting over that.