sparkling beyond most of her kind; but possessed of many devils of
malice and mischievousness. She could be nice, though, even to her
own sex. But that is another story.

Bremmil went off at score after the baby's death and the general
discomfort that followed, and Mrs. Hauksbee annexed him. She took
no pleasure in hiding her captives. She annexed him publicly, and
saw that the public saw it. He rode with her, and walked with her,
and talked with her, and picnicked with her, and tiffined at
Peliti's with her, till people put up their eyebrows and said:
"Shocking!" Mrs. Bremmil stayed at home turning over the dead
baby's frocks and crying into the empty cradle. She did not care
to do anything else. But some eight dear, affectionate lady-
friends explained the situation at length to her in case she should
miss the cream of it. Mrs. Bremmil listened quietly, and thanked
them for their good offices. She was not as clever as Mrs.
Hauksbee, but she was no fool. She kept her own counsel, and did
not speak to Bremmil of what she had heard. This is worth
remembering. Speaking to, or crying over, a husband never did any
good yet.

When Bremmil was at home, which was not often, he was more
affectionate than usual; and that showed his hand. The affection
was forced partly to soothe his own conscience and partly to soothe
Mrs. Bremmil. It failed in both regards.

Then "the A.-D.-C. in Waiting was commanded by Their Excellencies,
Lord and Lady Lytton, to invite Mr. and Mrs. Cusack-Bremmil to
Peterhoff on July 26th at 9.30 P. M."--"Dancing" in the bottom-
left-hand corner.