Your mother never went to a ball, I'll warrant." "We are wiser than our mothers." "And wickeder; you will send for me to-morrow." "Your Valenciennes lace excruciates the Ryders," said Helen.

"I was standing near Mrs.Judge Ryder and the girls just now.

'Did you ever see such an upstart ?' And, 'What an extravagant dress she has on--it is ridiculous,' Josephine Ryder said.

When Ben Somers heard this attack on you, he told them that your lace was an heirloom.

Here he is." Mr.Parker took her away, and Ben Somers went in pursuit of a seat.