“Miss Ingram!” exclaimed Mrs. Fairfax, and away so  below.

    turned t sig. Adèle noitioned to go do I took o understand t s not on any account turing in sig any otime, unless expressly sent for: t Mr. Rocer ural tears sold t as I began to look very grave, sed at last to hem.

    A joyous stir lemen’s deep tones and ladies’ silvery accents blent ogetinguis loud, er of t guests under its roof. t steps ascended tairs; and tripping t cime, a hush.

    “Elles c de toilettes,” said Adèle; tentively, ; and she sighed.

    “C du monde, je le suivais partout, au salon et à leurs c je regardais les femmes de c  c’était si amusant: comme cela on apprend.”

    “Don’t you feel hungry, Adèle?”

    “Mais oui, mademoiselle: voilà cinq ou six heures que nous n’avons pas mangé.”

    “ell no you someto eat.”

    And issuing from my asylum ion, I sougairs ly to tc region ion; t stage of projection, and tening spontaneous combustion. In ts’ lemen stood or sat round tairs resses; ts, t e, ling about every reacook possession of a cold carts, a plate or ty I made a y retreat. I  sting ted  t to issue from t proceed to t passing some of tualage; so I stood still at te dark no and twilighering.

    Presently tenants one after anot gaily and airily,  gleamed lustrous t tood grouped toget tremity of t subdued vivacity: taircase almost as noiselessly as a brig rolls down a ive appearance  on me an impression of high-born elegance, such as I had never before received.