They don't
like;--well; I don't want to say anything more that can be called
fierce.'
At this moment the door was again opened and Lord Silverbridge was
announced. 'Halloa, Dolly, are you here?'
'It seems that I am.'
'And I am here too,' said Miss Boncassen, smiling her prettiest.
'None the worse for yesterday's troubles, I hope?'
'A good deal the worse. I have been explaining all that to Mr
Longstaff who has been quite sympathetic with me about my things.'
'A terrible pity that shower,' said Dolly.
'For you,' said Silverbridge, 'because if I remember right, Miss
Boncassen was walking with you;--but I was rather glad of it.'
'Lord Silverbridge!'
'I regarded it as a direct interposition of Providence, because
you would not dance with me.'
'Any news today, Silverbridge?' asked Dolly.
'Nothing particular. They say that Coalheaver can't run for the
Leger.'
'What's the matter?' asked Dolly vigorously.
'Broke down at Ascot. But I daresay it's a lie.'
'Sure to be a lie,' said Dolly. 'What do you think of Madame
Scholzdam, Miss Boncassen?'
'I am not a good judge.
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