duct which she should pursue with regard to him; first duly informing Vivian, that this was the only time, and he the only person, to whom this subject had been ever mentioned.
"And why should I mention it here—and to whom? The Marquess is the best of men, but—" and here she looked up in Vivian's face, and spoke volumes; "and the Marchioness is the most amiable of women,—at least, I suppose her lap-dog thinks so."
The advice of Vivian was very concise. He sent the husband to the devil in two seconds, and insisted upon the wife's not thinking of him for another moment; and then the lady dried her eyes, and promised to do her best.
"And now," said Mrs. Felix Lorraine, "I must talk about your own affairs—I think your plan excellent."
"Plan! Madam."
"Yes, plan. Sir! the Marquess has told me all. I have no head for politics, Mr. Grey; but
