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Then Henrietta went to bed, and Lady Carbury absolutely sat up the whole night waiting for her son, in order that she s She went up to her room, disembarrassed herself of her finery, and wrapped herself in a white dressing-gown As she sat opposite to her glass, relieving her head froed to herself that age was co on her She could hide the unwelcome approach by art,--hide it e; but, there it was, stealing on her with short grey hairs over her ears and around her temples, with little wrinkles round her eyes easily concealed by objectionable cosmetics, and a look of weariness round the mouth which could only be removed by that self-assertion of herself which practice had h it now so frequently deserted her when she was alone

But she was not a wo old Her happiness, like that of most of us, was ever in the future,--never reached but always co She, however, had not looked for happiness to love and loveliness, and need not therefore be disappointed on that score She had never really deter some hazy aspiration after social distinction and literary fa reat hopes were centred on her son She would not care how grey ht be Mr Alf, if her Felix were tothat pearl-powder or the 'Morning Breakfast Table' could do would avail anything, unless he could be extricated from the ruin that now surrounded hiht be sure to hear the key in the door, even should she sleep, and waited for him with a voluht have gone to bed and have been duly called about her usual tiht shone into her rooht had been very wretched to her She had slept, and the fire had sunk nearly to nothing and had refused to becoain comfortable She could not keep her mind to her book, and while she ake the ti And then it was so terrible to her that he should be gaairl's fortune was ready to fall into his hands? Fool, to risk his health, his character, his beauty, the little ht be so indispensable to his great project, for the chance of winning so which in comparison with Marie Melmotte's money must be despicable! But at last he came! She waited patiently till he had thrown aside his hat and coat, and then she appeared at the dining-room door She had studied her part for the occasion She would not say a harsh word, and now she endeavoured to meet him with a smile 'Mother,' he said, 'you up at this hour!' His face was flushed, and she thought that there was soait She had never seen him tipsy, and it would be doubly terrible to her if such should be his condition