How it shows them the vanity of earthly enjoyments, the impropriety of setting one's heart on it! How does a successful married flirt impress all her friends with the gross impropriety of having one's head set on gentlemen's attentions! "I must say," said Belle Trevors, "that dear Lillie does astonish me.
Now, I shouldn't want to have that dissipated Danforth lounging in my rooms every day, as he does in Lillie's: and then taking her out driving day after day; for my part, I don't think it's respectable." "Why don't you speak to her ?" said Lottie Cavers.
"Oh, my dear! she wouldn't mind _me_.

Lillie always was the most imprudent creature; and, if she goes on so, she'll certainly get awfully talked about.

That Danforth is a horrid creature; I know all about him." As Miss Belle had herself been driving with the "horrid creature" only the week before Lillie came, it must be confessed that her opportunities for observation were of an authentic kind.
Lillie, as queen in her own parlor, was all grace and indulgence.

Hers was now to be the sisterly _role_, or, as she laughingly styled it, the maternal.

With a ravishing morning-dress, and with a killing little cap of about three inches in extent on her head, she enacted the young matron, and gave full permission to Tom, Dick, and Harry to make themselves at home in her room, and smoke their cigars there in peace.