The dinner party I fear was very dull. Mr. Mainwaring perhaps liked it because he was fond of dining anywhere away from home. Mr. Cooper was glad once more to see his late old friend's old dining-room. Mr. Gotobed perhaps obtained some information. But otherwise the affair was dull. "Are we to have a week of this?" said Lady Augustus when she found herself up-stairs.
"You must, mamma, if we are to stay till we go to the Gores. Lord Rufford is here in the neighbourhood."
"But they don't know each other."
"Yes they do;—slightly. I am to go to the meet some day and he'll be there."
"It might be dangerous."
"Nonsense, mamma! And after all you've been saying about dropping Mr. Morton!"
"But there is nothing so bad as a useless flirtation."
"Do I ever flirt? Oh, mamma, that after so many years you shouldn't know me! Did you ever see me yet making myself happy in any way? What nonsense you talk!" Then without waiting for, or making, any apology, she walked off to her own room.