ILLUSTRATIONS
| [MR. PALLISER AND LADY DUMBELLO.][Chapter XXIII] | FRONTISPIECE. |
| ["PLEASE, MA'AM, CAN WE HAVE THE PEAS TO SHELL?"] | CHAPTER III. |
| ["AND YOU LOVE ME?" SAID SHE.] | CHAPTER V. |
| ["IT'S ALL THE FAULT OF THE NAUGHTY PARTRIDGES."] | CHAPTER VII. |
| ["MR. CRADELL, YOUR HAND," SAID LUPEX.] | CHAPTER XI. |
| ["WHY, IT'S YOUNG EAMES."] | CHAPTER XIV. |
| ["HE IS OF THAT SORT THAT THEY MAKETHE ANGELS OF," SAID THE VERGER.] | CHAPTER XVI. |
| ["AND HAVE I NOT REALLY LOVED YOU?"] | CHAPTER XXI. |
| ["DEVOTEDLY ATTACHED TO THE YOUNG MAN!"] | CHAPTER XXVI. |
| [THE BOARD.] | CHAPTER XXVIII. |
| ["WON'T YOU TAKE SOME MORE WINE?"] | CHAPTER XXXII. |
| ["AND YOU WENT IN AT HIM ON THE STATION?"] | CHAPTER XXXVI. |
| ["LET ME BEG YOU TO THINK OVER THE MATTER AGAIN."] | CHAPTER XXXVIII. |
| ["THAT MIGHT DO."] | CHAPTER XL. |
| ["MAMMA," SHE SAID AT LAST, "IT IS OVER NOW, I'M SURE."] | CHAPTER XLIV. |
| ["WHY, ON EARTH, ON SUNDAY?"] | CHAPTER XLVIII. |
| ["BELL, HERE'S THE INKSTAND."] | CHAPTER XLIX. |
| ["SHE HAS REFUSED ME, AND IT IS ALL OVER."] | CHAPTER LIV. |