Let us hope that Montreal will be quieter, and we shall have a chance to see a bit of Canada." Mrs.Ashborne opened the _Morning Post_, and presently looked up at her companion.
"'A marriage--between Blanche Newcombe and Captain Challoner--at Thornton Holme, in Shropshire,'" she read out.

"Do you know the bride ?" "I know Bertram Challoner better," Mrs.Keith replied, and was silent for a minute or two, musing on former days.

"His mother was an old friend of mine--a woman of imagination, with strong artistic tastes; and Bertram resembles her.

It was his father, the Colonel, who forced him into the army, and I'm somewhat astonished that he has done so well." "They were all soldiers, I understand.

But wasn't there some scandal about a cousin ?" "Richard Blake ?" said Mrs.Keith, making room for Millicent Graham, her companion, who rejoined them.