AT THE ACADEMY SOIRÉE.

"_How well your Picture bears the artificial light!_" i.e., "Couldn't
look worse than it does by daylight."

"_Mustn't keep you on the stairs. Such heaps of your friends asking
for you upstairs_;" i.e., "Got rid of him, thank goodness!"

"_Here you are at last! Been dodging you from room to room!_" i.e.,
"To keep out of your way. Caught at last, worse luck!"

"_You look as if you had just stepped out of a picture-frame!_" i.e.,
"Wish you'd step back into one!"

"_Not seen Mr. O'Kew's picture? You_ must _see it. Only three rooms
from here, and no crowd there now. So go and bring me back word what
you think_;" i.e., "Now to flee!"


AT LORD'S.

"_Yes, I'm so fond of Cricket_;" i.e., "How can I find out if Oxford
or Cambridge is in?"

"_Don't move, pray_;" i.e., "If she doesn't, I shall be smothered in
lobster-salad!"

"_Not the least in my way, thanks_;" i.e., "Does she think I can see
through her parasol?"