Mamma thaith the thouldn't wonder if he turned out a great author by-and-by.

Thould you, Mith Hall ?' 'It takes so much to make a great author, dear; but it is just possible.' 'But not probable,' whispered Freda.
'Oh, Freda! don't you like him?
I am thure you ought; he managed everything tho nithely for you yethterday.

Mamma thaith--Ah! there is Colonel Vaughan coming up the drive.' Miss Hall looked across at Freda, and remarked that she began to draw most industriously, and did not glance out of the window as Miss Nugent did.
'Mamma thaith,' began that young lady, 'that the colonel ith the motht accomplithed and agreeable man in Waleth.' 'How can she tell that ?' asked Freda, with feigned surprise.

'There are so many clever men in Wales.

I assure you we are a talented race.' 'I am thure of that, Freda; but I think the Englith are more thinthere; mamma thaith tho.' 'Ah, she must be a good judge,' said Freda, somewhat ironically.
'Yeth; mamma ath theen a great deal of the world,' replied the unsuspecting Miss Nugent.
Here Colonel Vaughan made his appearance, and that young lady gave him her mamma's invitation, which he said he should be delighted to accept, if his friends did; so Freda said her papa was out, but she would send Lady Mary Nugent an answer when he came in.
'Ah! this _is_ a sketch, Freda,' said Colonel Vaughan, who had somehow returned to the old familiarity of earlier days.