VIVIAN GREY.
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a little more room, she tossed her head and said, "Beg pardon, never saw you!"
"I wonder what Lord Alhambra sees in that girl?"
"Oh! those forward Misses always take the men—eh! Dr. Sly?"
"Well," said Miss Graves, "I've no notion that it will come to any thing.—I am sure, I, for one, hope not," added she with all a Toadey's venom.
"The Marquess seems to keep a remarkably good table," said the Physician. "There was a haunch to-day, which I really think was the finest haunch I ever met with: but that little move at dinner,—it was, to say the least, very ill-timed."
"Yes, that was Vivian Grey again," said Miss Graves, very indignantly.
"So, you've got the Beaconsfields here. Miss Graven:—nice, unaffected, quiet, people?"
