Her dinner-party was to have been to-day, and she _almost_ promised to have me when I arrived in the morning.

Well, there is no use thinking of that; I cannot swell my purse in that manner this day, that is very evident.
Oh, dear! oh, dear! what shall I do ?" Here a sudden thought came to Jasmine.

Under its influence her cheeks flushed, and her eyes began to shine.
"Why, of course," she exclaimed; "how very silly of me to forget!--my hundred copies of _The Joy-bell_ ought to have arrived by now.

Yes, of course they ought, and perhaps I shall be able to sell some of them.

I have no doubt Mrs.Dredge would buy a couple if Poppy asked her and perhaps Mrs.Mortlock and Miss Slowcum would also like to see my first story in print.