"Now, Sir Albert, I do want you to do something for me," she said, with more earnestness than she had yet shown.
"If I can," he said, seriously.
"Yes, you can if you will."
"Après?" he asked.
"The Duchess of Mallington is going to give a big 'at-home.' She is your aunt. She is also going to give a ball. Could you not get a card for Lady Lyons and for me to one or other?"
"I think I could," he said; "she's a very dear old lady and I could ask her. She may refuse but I do not think she will."
"Sir Albert, excuse the strength of my language, but you are a darling, there!" exclaimed Grace, laughing and colouring a little. "You do not know how I long to go to just one swell ball, to see it all. It is so dreary moving about in this big place and knowing not one single soul."
"I am sure it must be," said Sir Albert, sympathetically; "it is very natural you should wish to see it all for yourself. I am afraid you will not enjoy it, but I think I can get you the invitation."
"I am sure to enjoy it," and Grace clapped her hands with delight. "Do you not enjoy it?"
"Not much now," he said; "I am very fond of certain people, and I find every one very kind. I like to meet pleasant people in moderation, but I do not go in for much gaiety."