"HELD IN BONDAGE;"
OR,
GRANVILLE DE VIGNE.
CHAPTER I.
"L’AMinfi EST L'aMOUR SANS AILES."
Scarcely anyone was in town except a few very early birds, heralds of the coming season, and the Members, victims to an unpitying nation ; but there were still some people one knew dotted about in Belgravia and Park Lane, others in jointure-houses or villas up ^ Tamese Ripe,' among them a very pretty widow, Leila Lady Puffdoff, who dwelt in the retirement of her dower-house at Twickenham, and enlivened the latter portion of her veuvage by matinees musicaleSf breakfasts, and luncheons for some of those dear friends who had been the detestation of le feu Puffdoff. To a combination of all three, Sabretasche, De Vigne, Curly, a man called Monckton, and myself, drove
