Since the reconciliation of the English and French consuls, at the time when the representative of Denmark was rescued, the Frenchman had displayed great cordiality to the Briton—not only accepting the invitations which before he had refused, but drinking with apparent enthusiasm to the health of the English king, on the occasion of a dinner given in celebration of that monarch's birthday at the British consulate.
The mask-ball was a very great affair indeed when it came off—which it did at the country residence of the French consul. The mansion, which was Mauresque in style, was splendidly decorated with flags of various nations, and the skiffa, with its sparkling fountain and graceful palmettas, was a perfect blaze of variegated lamps. These hung amid the foliage of the creepers that twined round the curved marble pillars, and their red garish light contrasted powerfully with the clear purity of the starlit sky, which formed the natural roof of the skiffa.
The grounds around the consulate were also decorated and lighted up with the taste for which the French are peculiarly noted.
Of course all the consuls were invited, with their respective families, and were present, with the exception of Mrs. Langley, who happened to be indisposed, and Agnes, who stayed at home to nurse her mother. As an affair of the kind
