The things we do!

Everybody was there. Clara, and so
did Barnes really, looked quite handsome."
"It must have been beautiful," continued Clive; "quite a touching sight,
I am sure. Poor Charles Belsize could not be present because his brother
was dead; and----"
"And what else, pray, Mr. Newcome!" cries Miss, in great wrath, her pink
nostrils beginning to quiver. "I did not think, really, that when we met
after so many months, I was to be insulted; yes, insulted, by the mention
of that name."
"I most humbly ask pardon," said Clive, with a grave bow. "Heaven forbid
that I should wound your sensibility, Ethel! It is, as you say, my first
appearance in society. I talk about things or persons that I should not
mention. I should talk about buttons, should I? which you were good
enough to tell me was the proper subject of conversation. Mayn't I even
speak of connexions of the family? Mr. Belsize, through this marriage,
has the honour of being connected with you; and even I, in a remote
degree, may boast of a sort of an ever--so--distant cousinship with him.


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