Lady Tweedie said to me, 'Mrs.Duff-Whalley, you really are a godsend with all these young men in this unmanned neighbourhood.' Always so witty, isn't she?
dear woman.

By the way, Jean, I didn't see you at the Tweedies' dance, or the Olivers' theatricals." "No, I wasn't there.

I hadn't a dress that was good enough, and I didn't want to be at the expense of hiring a carriage." "Oh, really! We had a small dance at The Towers on Christmas night--just a tiny affair, you know, really just our own house-party and such old friends as the Tweedies and the Olivers.

We would have liked to ask you and your brother--I hear he's home from Oxford--but you know what it is to live in a place like Priorsford: if you ask one you have to ask everybody--and we decided to keep it entirely County--you know what I mean ?" "Oh, quite," said Jean; "I'm sure you were wise." "We were so sorry," went on Mrs.Duff-Whalley, "that dear Lord Bidborough and his charming sister couldn't come.

We have got so fond of both of them.