They described her dress at the drawing-room; they described her 'frocks' in the Park and at Sandown.

They expatiated on the impression she had made at great assemblies.

They hinted at even Royal admiration.

All this, frivolous fribble though it might be, Lady Maulevrier read with delight, and she was still more gratified by Lesbia's own account of her successes.

But as the season advanced Lesbia's letters to her grandmother grew briefer--mere hurried scrawls dashed off while the carriage was at the door, or while her maid was brushing her hair.