I have only to keep still." "I can't think how they will look," said Nora.

"They don't seem to me much like wings.

I think they will look very funny." "Hush, children--run away; you are not wanted here.

Go into the drawing-room--and I will ring this hand bell when I want you." "What comes first, aunt Sandford ?" "Run away! you will see." So the younger ones repaired to the drawing-room, for what seemed a weary time of waiting.

Nora expressed her entire disapprobation of being shut out from all the fun of the dressing; she wanted to see that.