might be much better bestowed. There is Sir George Kingston busy making love to your wife. Don't you think that you had better look a little after her?"
"Oh, I am not at all alarmed," replied Lord Marchmont.
"Well," replied Lady Mary, "there is some Christian charity left in this wicked world. It is quite charming of you to devote yourself to the amusement of the town as you do. Why, every body is laughing at your blindness."
"How very ridiculous!" exclaimed he.
"Is Lord Marchmont talking of himself?" asked a mask behind: but while his lordship turned round to discover who was his new tormentor, Lady Mary effected her escape; and Lord Marchmont, finding himself near no one that he knew, began to consider whether he might not as well follow her advice.
Lady Mary's had been just a random assertion, only thrown out to get rid of a weari-
