Even when I found myself described as rich, haughty and heartless, "consorting with people who could pay visits to me in coaches with monograms upon the doors, and turning the cold shoulder to those who came on foot,"-- I did not associate the diatribe with my visit to the writer's relative.

Five years afterward, the truth was made known to me by accident.

Mrs.C---- had judged from something said during our interview that the equipage belonged to me, and that I had brought Mrs.D---- to see her instead of being the invited party.

I was now a resident of another city.

The story came to me by a circuitous route.
Explanation was impracticable.