The things we do!

Clive arrived, looking uncommonly
handsome, with that smart little beard and mustachio with which nature
had recently gifted him. As he entered, all the girls, who had been
admiring his pictures, began to clap their hands. Mr. Clive Newcome
blushed, and looked none the worse for that indication of modesty.
Lady Kew had met Colonel Newcome a half-dozen times at her daughter's
house: but on this occasion she had quite forgotten him, for when the
Colonel made her a bow, her ladyship regarded him steadily, and beckoning
her daughter to her, asked who the gentleman was who has just kissed
Ethel? Trembling as she always did before her mother, Lady Anne
explained. Lady Kew said "Oh!" and left Colonel Newcome blushing and
rather embarrasse de sa personne--before her.
With the clapping of hands that greeted Clive's arrival, the Countess was
by no means more good-humoured. Not aware of her wrath, the young fellow,
who had also previously been presented to her, came forward presently to
make her his compliments.


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