Dear me, how I wish it were over now! I can't endure Cousin Mary's snippishness much longer, and as for Katherine! My dear, I hate that girl!" "She's been very nice lately, Edith--ever since Freddie dropped me so completely.

By the way, Burton was telling me to-day that Odell-Carney had been asking her some very curious and staggering questions about Tootles and your most private affairs." "I know, my dear," groaned Edith.

"He very politely remarked to me last night that Tootles made him think very strangely of a friend of his in London.

He wouldn't mention the fellow's name.

He only smiled and said, 'Nevah mind, my dear, he's a c'nfended handsome dog.' I daresay he meant that as a compliment for Tootles.