Rose was of their kind, and they could talk to her; so Rose was the belle of the night, after all.
Sir Ronald Keith and two or three officers from Montreal, with side whiskers, a long pedigree, and a first-rate opinion of themselves, were the only gentlemen who had the temerity to approach the goddess of the ball--oh! excepting the Reverend Augustus Clare, who, in his intense admiration, was almost tongue-tied, and Doctor Danton, who, to the surprise of every one except the master of the Hall, walked in, the last guest of all.
"You look surprised, Miss Danton," he said, as they shook hands.

"Did not the Captain tell you I was coming ?" "Not a word." "I returned to-day, knowing nothing of the house-warming.

The Captain met me, and, with his customary hospitality, insisted on my coming." "We are very glad he has done so.

Your sister tried to find you when we were in--good Heaven! what is that ?" It was a sudden, startled scream, that made all pause who were standing near.

Butler Thomas appeared at the moment, flurried and in haste.
"What's the matter ?" asked Captain Danton; and the startled faces of his guests reiterated the question.