The things we do!

There was Clive's acquaintance, Mr. Belsize that was, Lord
Highgate who is now, entertained our whole family sumptuously last week--
wants us and Barnes and his wife to go to his country-house at Christmas
--is as hospitable, my dear Mrs. Pendennis, as man can be. He met you at
Barnes's, and as soon as we are alone," says the Colonel, turning round
to Laura's husband, "I will tell you in what terms Lady Clara speaks of
your wife. Yes. She is a good-natured, kind little woman, that Lady
Clara." Here Laura's face assumed that gravity and severeness, which it
always wore when Lady Clara's name was mentioned, and the conversation
took another turn.
Returning home from London one afternoon, I met the Colonel, who hailed
me on the omnibus, and rode on his way towards the City, I knew, of
course, that he had been colloquying with my wife; and taxed that young
woman with these continued flirtations. "Two or three times a week, Mrs.
Laura, you dare to receive a Colonel of Dragoons.


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