"What a well-matched couple Mrs. St. Clair and Philip would have made," says Mrs. Gower, as they go east to Yonge street.
"Yes, I have thought that before to-day, Elaine; it's a pity to spoil two houses with them."
Here they come across Mrs. Smyth waiting for a Spadina Avenue car.
"Oh, Mrs. Gower, who do you think I have just seen?"
"Perhaps our mutual friend Charlie Cole," she answered, smiling.
"Well, you are smart, to guess exactly; have you seen them? Isn't she frightfully ugly?" she says, in one breath.
"No, I have not seen them. What a pity she is not pretty. I received a letter from Charlie, saying to expect them."
"Oh, you sly thing; why didn't you let us know? Oh, how ugly she is! May we come round this evening? Here is my car."
"Certainly. We have been to your husband's office to invite you."
"Thanks. O!" she cried, stepping on to the car. "Will gave me a new piano yesterday."