"She is a peach--The husband"-- and he looked extremely wise.

"Oh! she made some frightful mesalliance out West, and they say he's shut in a madhouse or home for inebriates.

Her entrance among us dates from when she first appeared in Paris, about three years ago, with Princess Torniloni.

She is awfully rich and awfully good, and it is a real pity she does not divorce the ruffian and begin again!" "She is not free, then ?" and Lord Fordyce felt his heart sink.

"I thought, probably, she had got rid of any encumbrance, as it is fairly easy over with you." "Why, she could in a moment if she wanted to, I expect," Mr.Beaton assured his listener.