Now, Mr.Stirling has promised to spend a week with me at Newport.

I shall have Dorothy there at the same time," she told Mrs.Ogden.
Lispenard, who was present, laughed as usual.

"So you are tired of your new plaything already ?" "What do you mean ?" "Arn't you marrying him so as to get rid of his calls and his escortage ?" "Of course not.

We shall go on just the same." "Bully for you, Ma.

Does Dr.Brown know it ?" Miss De Voe flushed angrily, and put an end to her call.
"What a foolish fellow Lispenard is!" she remarked unconsciously to Wellington at the carriage door.
"Beg pardon, mum ?" said Wellington, blank wonderment filling his face.
"Home, Wellington," said Miss De Voe crossly.
Peter took his week at Newport on his way back from his regular August visit to his mother.