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PART II.

CHAPTER VI.

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER.

“But she is pretty,” said the Duchess of Ruffborough.

That incomparable civil servant, Mr Hubert Hanley Smart Hanley, made haste to protest. “My dear duchess,” he said, “say rather comely. It is the beauty of the dairy.”

The duchess, presenting her own pale daughter to the world, had announced that she was a beauty, She had acquainted Mr Hanley with the fact; he had mentioned it everywhere, and most people had accepted a belief which saved the trouble of discussion. “Come in to-morrow evening," said the great lady,“ if you have nothing better to do." He had nothing better to do. “And bring a song," she added. He would be delighted; he bowed and smiled to her shoulder, and accepted his dismissal.

Old Lady Dunduffy, looking round on mankind with harassed and eager eyes, was understood to mutter her doubts whether so brilliant an appearance in a young girl could be considered proper. There could be no doubt as to the propriety of the Hon. Sophia Dunne and her sisters, more numerous than the cardinal virtues.

"A thundering pretty girl,” said Captain Loyd, who had gone from Eton into the Grenadiers, and who was held by his juniors an uncommonly good judge of the other sex. The young giant, in moving to a better post of observation, trod heavily on the little patent-leather foot of Tom Peepin. Mr Peepin, who claims descent from the ancient kings of France, disguised his agony, and whispered to his big friend that the new beauty came of a monstrous old family, which had intermarried with the Coventry branch of his own illustrious race.

“This golden hair is really too common," observed Miss Braunenbaum, the heiress.

“Take care, my poy,” said Leonard Grunenhausen, to a friend ; “she is peutiful as the dawd, but she has three little prothers.” He held up three fat fingers for emphasis, and placed one of them for a moment by the side of his shapely nose.

Lord Humphrey Durfey, who never spoke to

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