so little in common to talk about. However, when dinner was over, Mr. Glentworth pleaded his continental habits, and accompanied them at once to the drawing-room; and there his first inquiry was after Isabella.
"Oh," replied Lady Anne, "she is too young to be introduced."
"Surely not to such an old friend as myself; pray let me ask to see her," said their guest.
"The next time," exclaimed her mother; "Isabella, not expecting a summons, will only be in the schoolroom toilette."
"My dear madam," cried Mr. Glentworth, "I wish to see herself, not her frock. I am sure my young friend here will go and fetch her sister without further delay."
Georgiana sprang up eagerly, and, Lady Anne having given an ungracious permission, bounded down stairs, and found that Isabella had just finished making the tea.
"You must come upstairs at once," exclaimed Georgiana, "Mr. Glentworth insists upon seeing you; you will like him so much; oh, I do wish you had any thing on but that old brown merino."
"I do not think it matters much," said Isabella, laughing.
"Why Mr. Glentworth did say," returned her sister, "that it was you he wanted to see, not your frock."
