And she leaves us to-morrow.

The departure will not be an early one; and I shall find an opportunity, my dear, of introducing you to my friend and her sweet little Kitty." Mr.Romsey looked interested for a moment, when he first heard Mrs.
Norman's name.

After that, he slowly stirred his tea, and seemed to be thinking, instead of listening to his wife.
"Have you made the lady's acquaintance here ?" he inquired.
"Yes--and I hope I have made a friend for life," Mrs.Romsey said with enthusiasm.
"And so do I," Lady Myrie added.
Mr.Romsey went on with his inquiries.
"Is she a handsome woman ?" Both the ladies answered the question together.

Lady Myrie described Mrs.Norman, in one dreadful word, as "Classical." By comparison with this, Mrs.Romsey's reply was intelligible.

"Not even illness can spoil her beauty!" "Including the headache she has got to-night ?" Mr.Romsey suggested.
"Don't be ill-natured, dear! Mrs.Norman is here by the advice of one of the first physicians in London; she has suffered under serious troubles, poor thing." Mr.Romsey persisted in being ill-natured.