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300 PARK STREET, Saturday night, November 19th

I do not much care to look back to the rest of my stay at Tryland It is an unpleasant memory

That next day after I last wrote, it poured with rain, and every one came down cross to breakfast The whole party appeared, except Lady Verningha as dinner I happened to be seated when Lord Robert came in, and Malcolm was in the place beside me Lord Robert hardly spoke, and looked atto say it was because I had promised Lady Ver I would not play with hi to hiuessed it Oh, I wished then, and I have wished a hundred times since, that I had never promised at all It seemed as if it would be wisest to avoid hie in myself? I hated the food, and Malcolm had such an air of proprietorship it annoyed me as much as I could see it annoyed Lady Katherine I sniffed at hireeable as could be

The breakfasts there don't shine, and porridge is pressed upon people by Mr Montgoin the day--burrrr," he says

Lord Robert could not find anything he wanted, it seemed Every one was peevish Lady Katherine has a way ofpeople on every occasion; she res down and clucking and chasing till they are all in a corner And she is rather that shape, too, very much rounded in front The fe-roos fared the same with their host--any nothe s in scutums and mackintoshes, a depressed company of sportsmen

The only fortunate part was that Malcolm had found no opportunity to remind me of my promise, whatever it was, and I felt safer

Oh, that terrible ! Much worse than ere alone; nearly all of thean fancy-work

One, a Lady Letitia S-book that hted, and had such an irritating habit of asking every one to s, and crocheted waistcoats and comforters and hoods for the North Sea fishermen, and one even tatted Just like housearment of unbleached calico