It will be quite an intellectual banquet." "I thank you, but I cannot accept the invitation," I answered, suppressing a sigh, not of disappointment at the necessity of refusal, but of mortification at the inference that would probably be drawn from this conversation.

"My vacation does not begin till afterwards." "I think I can intercede with Mr.Regulus to release you," said Mrs.
Linwood.
"Thank you,--I do not wish to go,--indeed I would much rather not, unless," I added, fearful I had spoken too energetically, "you have an urgent desire that I should." "I wish very much to make you happy, and I think you would enjoy far more than you now anticipate.

But there is time enough to decide.

There will be a fortnight hence." "But the dresses, mamma," cried Edith; "you know she will need new dresses if she goes, and they will require some time to prepare." "As Gabriella will not _come out_, as it is called, till next winter," replied Mrs.Linwood, "it is not a matter of so much consequence as you imagine.

Simplicity is much more charming than ornament in the dress of a very young girl." "I agree with you, mother," observed Ernest, without lifting his eyes from his book, "especially where artificial ornaments are superfluous." "I did not think you were listening to our remarks about dress," said Edith.