Of course, he must not be allowed to do anything so foolish as to withdraw from the Club, or the Miss Bertrams either." "Oh! my goodness," cried Diana, hiding her face--and then raising it, crimson.

"The Miss Bertrams, too! Why, it's only six weeks since I first came to this place, and now I'm setting it by the ears!" Her aspect of mingled mirth and dismay had in it something so childish and disarming that Mrs.Roughsedge could only wish the Vicar had been there to see.

His heretical parishioner fell into meditation.
"What can I do?
If I could only be sure that he would never say things like that to me again--" "But he will!" said Captain Roughsedge.

"Don't give in, Miss Mallory." "Ah!" said Mrs.Roughsedge, as the door opened, "shall we ask Mr.
Marsham ?" Diana turned with a startled movement.

It was evident that Marsham was not expected.