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He winked; then with grimace and circumstance and many a stiff-backed bow conducted me to the door, where I stood asome new and most delicious brand just purchased from the Silver Box

There werethe foot-paths, crowding along the gay shop-s, officers lagging by the jeweler's show, sober gentle fro bucks, ar in and out of coffee-house and tavern

As I stood there,pretense to take snuff, I noticed a sedan-chair standing before Mrs Ballin'sthat the bearers were Lady Coleville's men, I crossed the street

As I came up they touched their hats, and at the same moment the shop-door opened and out tripped, not Lady Coleville at all, but the Hon Elsin Grey in the freshest of flowered goearing a piquant chip hat à la Gunning, with pink ribbons tied under her dainty chin

"You!" she cried "Of alle sedan-chairs!"

"I kneas Lady Coleville's chair," I said, laughing, yet a little vexed, too

"It isn't; it's Mrs Barry's," she said "Our chairs are all at the varnishers Nohat excuse can you trump up?"

"The bearers are Lady Coleville's," I said "Don't be disagreeable I came to ith you"

"Expecting to meet Rosamund Barry! Thank you, Carus And I may add that I have seen little of you since Friday; not that I had noticed your absence, butyou on your favorite proho! and alas! YouBroad Street for your Sacharissa"

I conducted her to the curb in silence, tucking her perfumed skirts in as she seated herself The bearers resumed the bars, and I, hat under one ar beside the chair as it proceeded up Wall Street It was but a step to Broadway I opened the chair door and aided her to descend, then dismissed the bearers and walked sloith her toward the stoop

"This silence is truly soothing," she observed, nose in the air, "but one can not expect everything, Mr Renault"

"What is it that you lack?" I asked

"A oodness sake, Carus, change that sulky face for a brighter mask and find a civil word for me I do not aspire to a co!"