"Amelia."
"Amelia? Delightful! Perfect! It suits Russell Square exactly."
"One feels," corroborated Sylvia, "as if the Sedleys and the Osbornes and the Rawdon Crawleys all lived next door."
Why don't they smack people like Sylvia more in their youth? enquired Mrs. Carmyle's letter plaintively.
"I don't think we have met any of them," said Miss Welwyn doubtfully. "The Mossops live on one side of us and the Rosenbaums on the other. We don't call on them, of course," she added apprehensively. "And oh, Lady Adela, I have an invitation for you from my mother, to come and have tea with us."
"That is very kind of your mother," said Lady Adela graciously. "You shall give me the invitation when you have unpacked your boxes."
"It's--it's not a written invitation," said Tilly. "Mother just asked me to ask you, any day you happen to be coming into town. Then you would meet my father and the others."
"That will be charming," replied Lady Adela. "I think we have no engagement on Monday." (Lady A. is simply bursting with curiosity about the girl's family, observed Connie at this point.) "I will write a little note to your mother, and you shall take it back with you on Monday morning. Are you the eldest of the family?"
"No. Perce--Percy is the eldest. He is twenty-two."
"Is he at the University?"