"Do you come from the 'enemy'?" Luttrell inquired of them.
"Yes," replied Fanny, laughing.
"My dear Fanny," said Luttrell, in his comical, earnest, methodistical manner, "my dear Fanny, this will never do!"
"What won't do?" inquired Fanny.
"These Russians, my dear."
"She has got a little Portuguese, besides the Russians, coming to her to-night," said I; "the Count Palmella."
"The ambassador?" Nugent asked.
"God bless my soul!" said Luttrell, looking up to the ceiling with such a face! Tom Sheridan would have liked to have copied it, when he played the methodist in a tub, at Mrs. Beaumont's masquerade.
"They are only all brought up upon trial," I observed; "she will cut the rest as soon as she has fixed on one of them."