She asked other young ladies, especially that fair girl with auburn hair, whom Julia called a "fat thing." That meant, under the circumstances, a plump and rounded model, with small hands and feet; a perfect figure in a riding habit, and at night a satin bust and sculptured arms.
The very first ride Walter took with Grace and Julia they met the bright cavalcade of Percy and his sister, and this red-haired Venus.
Percy took off his hat with profound respect to Julia and Grace, but did not presume to speak.
"What a lovely girl!" said Grace.
"Do you think so ?" said Julia.
"Yes, dear; and so do you." "What makes you fancy that ?" "Because you looked daggers at her." "Because she is setting her cap at that little fool." "She will not have him without your consent, dear." And this set Julia thinking.
The next day Walter called on Percy, and played the traitor.
"Give a ball," said he.
Miss Fitzroy and her brother gave a ball.

Percy, duly instructed by his sister, wrote to Julia as meek as Moses, and said he was in a great difficulty.

If he invited her, it would, of course, seem presumptuous, considering the poor opinion she had of him; if he passed her over, and invited Walter Clifford and Mrs.Clifford, he should be unjust to his own feelings, and seem disrespectful.
Julia's reply: "DEAR MR.

FITZROY,--I am not at all fond of jealousy, but I am very fond of dancing.

I shall come.
"Yours sincerely, "JULIA CLIFFORD." And she did come with a vengeance.