at home, as she employed them in some little office of assistance. They mended her a pen, which exactly suited her hand; they folded the note and sealed it, first reading it aloud for their approval:—
"Mrs. Palmer's best compliments (I did not say dear madam, for I do not feel it) to Lady Anne Granard, and begs to say that any thing she has is quite at her service. Perhaps she will allow her to send over the cook and butler for to-morrow: and Mrs. Palmer only hopes that Lady Anne Granard will do her the favour of mentioning any little service, which it will be a real pleasure to offer.
"And now, dears, go home at once. I suppose I must not hope to see you to-morrow, but the next day you must come and tell me how the dinner went off."
"We will give you," said Isabella, "a full and particular account of uncle Frank."
"You should say Mr. Glentworth," exclaimed Georgiana. "You know mamma said it would make him feel so old to have us call him uncle; and, do you know, I am quite sure that she means him to marry Mary."
Mrs. Palmer shook her head, and Isabella reminded her sister that mamma would be waiting. At the hall door they were met by Helen, for a moment so eager to tell her news, that she forgot to ask the result of their embassy.
"Who do you think has just driven through the street?"
