What do you want to know for ?" "Well, there's Ben Stuyvesant was saying this morning, in Wall Street, that there's a great deal of talk about that Mrs.Follingsbee and that young fellow whose baby's funeral you went to.

Ben says there's a _liaison_ between her and him.

I didn't ask him what 'twas; but it's something or other with a French name that makes talk, and I don't think it's respectable! I'm sorry that you and Rose went to her party; but then that can't be helped now.

I'm afraid this Mrs.Follingsbee is no sort of a woman, after all." "But, pa, I've been to call on Mrs.Ferrola, poor little afflicted thing!" said Mrs.Van Astrachan.

"I couldn't help it! You know how we felt when little Willie died." "Oh, certainly, Polly! call on the poor woman by all means, and do all you can to comfort her; but, from all I can find out, that handsome jackanapes of a husband of hers is just the poorest trash going.