She trembled--blinked her eyes--choked; then stammered:-- "Please, ma'am, there's--there's something else." "Something else ?" queried Mrs.De Peyster.
"Yes, ma'am.

Downstairs there are six or seven young men from the newspapers.

They want--" "Matilda," interrupted Mrs.De Peyster in stern reproof, "you are well enough acquainted with my invariable custom regarding reporters to have acted without referring this matter to me.

It is a distinct annoyance," she added, "that one cannot make a single move without the newspapers following one!" "Indeed it is!" echoed the worshipful and indignant Olivetta.

"But that is because of your position." "I tried to send them away," said Matilda hurriedly.