"We must try what a change will do for you.

Which shall it be?
the Continent or the sea-side ?" "Your ladyship is too kind to me." "It is impossible to be too kind to you." Mercy started.

The color flowed charmingly over her pale face.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, impulsively.

"Say that again!" "Say it again ?" repeated Lady Janet, with a look of surprise.
"Yes! Don't think me presuming; only think me vain.