"Miss Vernon, I presume!"
"Yes," she replied, advancing.
The visitor presented a card; and Kate, glancing at it, exclaimed—
"Ah! Mrs. Storey—grandpapa—Mr. Langley's sister."
And mutual civilities were exchanged.
The new comer was slightly consequential, inclined to talk of her husband's firm, as of a subject of universal and recognized interest; she was a little patronising too; but evidently charmed and subdued by the inexpressible tone of deference and esteem which characterised the Colonel's manner to women, and to which few ladies, connected with even the most eminent firms, are accustomed.
"I am come on a double errand," said she, to Kate, after explaining about her long delayed visit—"one, to hand you this note; the other, to beg you and Colonel Vernon will kindly consent to join a small circle of friends, at my house, on Thursday evening, though I have made the request rather unceremoniously."
"You are very kind; I am sure, grandpapa, and myself will have great pleasure—"
"Yes, certainly," chimed in the Colonel; "though I seldom do so gay a thing, as to appear at a soiree."
"Then I shall expect you at half-past eight, as it is to be an early party, of a few friends only; and now, Miss Vernon, read that note."