"Now, young ladies, let me precede you, and introduce you to my guests.

Miss Mainwaring, Miss Jasmine and Miss Daisy Mainwaring--Mrs.Mortlock, Mrs.Dredge, Miss Slowcum.

Young ladies, will you seat yourselves at the table ?" Mrs.Flint moved to her place at the head of the board; the three girls dropped into seats, and were stared broadly at by Miss Slowcum and Mrs.Mortlock.

Mrs.Dredge, however, did not stare, but stretching out one rather plump white hand, took Daisy's within her own and gave it a little squeeze.
"Tired, pretty little dear!" she said; "tired and cold.

Ah, I know all about it." "No, she's not cold, she's hot," responded Jasmine; "this is the hottest, closest room I've ever been in.