mudgeon, sitting with his chin in his breast in the depths of an easy-chair, looking daggers though he spoke dumplings.
I was just going to express my regret to Lord Strepp that no ladies were to be present in our assemblage, when the door opened, and who should sail in, like a full-rigged man-o'-war, but the Countess herself, and Lady Mary, like an elegant yacht floating in tow of her. I swept my bonnet to the boards of the floor with a gesture that would have done honour to the Court of France; but her Ladyship tossed her nose higher in the air, as if the man-o'-war had encountered a huge wave. She seated herself with emphasis on a chair, and says I to myself, "It 's lucky for you, you have n't Paddy's trap-door under you, or we 'd see your heels disappear, coming down like that."
Lady Mary very modestly took up her position standing behind her mother's chair, and, after one timid glance at me, dropped her eyes on the floor, and then there were some moments of silence, as if every one was afraid to begin. I saw I was going to have trouble with the Countess, and although I think it will be admitted by my enemies that I 'm as brave a man as ever faced a foe, I was reluctant to throw down the gage of battle to the old lady.
It was young Lord Strepp that began, and he spoke most politely, as was his custom.
"I took the liberty of sending for you, Mr. O'Ruddy, and I thank you for responding so quickly to my invitation. The occurrences of the past day or two, it would be wiser perhaps to ignore"
At this there was an indignant sniff from the Countess, and I feared she was going to open her batteries,
