Oh, you'll see, she will be Lady Colambre?
'I wish she may, with all my heart said Anne; 'but I must run down--they're waiting.' 'Oh no,' said Mrs.le Maistre, seizing Anne's arm, and holding her fast; 'stay--you may safely--for they're all kissing and taking leave, and all that, you know; and my lady is talking on about Mr.Soho, and giving a hundred directions about legs of TABLES, and so forth, I warrant--she's always an hour after she's ready before she gets in--and I'm looking for the NUMBRELLA.

So stay, and tell me--Mrs.Petito wrote over word it was to be Lady Isabel; and then a contradiction came--it was turned into the youngest of the Killpatricks; and now here he's in Miss Nugent's dressing-room to the last moment.

Now, in my opinion, that am not censorious, this does not look so pretty; but, according to my verdict, he is only making a fool of Miss Nugent, like the rest; and his lordship seems too like what you might call a male COCKET, or a masculine jilt.' 'No more like a masculine jilt than yourself, Mrs.le Maistre,' cried Anne, taking fire.

'And my young lady is not a lady to be made a fool of, I promise you; nor is my lord likely to make a fool of any woman.' 'Bless us all! that's no great praise for any young nobleman.

Miss Anne.' 'Mrs.le Maistre! Mrs.le Maistre! are you above ?' cried a footman from the bottom of the stairs; 'my lady's calling for you.' 'Very well! very well!' said sharp Mrs.le Maistre; 'very well! and if she is--manners, sir!--Come up for one, can't you, and don't stand bawling at the bottom of the stairs, as if one had no ears to be saved.
I'm coming as fast as I conveniently can.' Mrs.le Maistre stood in the doorway, so as to fill it up, and prevent Anne from passing.
'Miss Anne! Miss Anne! Mrs.le Maistre!' cried another footman; 'my lady's in the carriage, and Miss Nugent.' 'Miss Nugent!--is she ?' cried Mrs.le Maistre, running downstairs, followed by Anne.