off), who said earnestly, "Pray, Lady Anne, tell me who the young gentleman is in the brown frock that is coming this way?"
"There are so many, marchioness, that really"
"I mean the handsome man—he who is bidding good bye to Lady Penrhyn; look what a forehead, and what hair!—his height, too! and that air of quiet dignity! You see how earnestly the duchess and her daughters are looking at him. No wonder! really it is a consolation to be no longer young, when such men are stirring."
"It is Viscount Meersbrook, the son of the ambassador to Persia," replied Lady Anne, actually colouring at the recollection of certain passages in her connexion with him and his family.
"I remember now, the young man who saved his brother from drowning."
"No, no, the brother saved him! being, indeed, the handsomer and taller of the two."
At this moment Lord Meersbrook stopped at Lady Anne's stand, and took out his pocket-book, on which, though much fluttered, she smiled most graciously, saying, "Thank you, my lord, I am most happy to see you, you are going to bring me good fortune. Here are purses, my lord, card-cases, pincushions"
"I will look at them all presently; my first care is to give this money into your hands—thirty-five pounds—due for the remainder of the rent of your house, to which you may return when it suits you."
