CHAPTER III.
MISS SEMAPHORE RECEIVES AN ANSWER.
"I am perfectly proportioned," said the medical
lady confidentially to Mrs. Whitley.
Mrs. Whitley would not have thought so herself, but she made an assenting murmur, out of politeness.
They were seated at breakfast two or three mornings later, and the medical lady's statement was interrupted by the entrance of Miss Semaphore, who glided quietly to her place, and took up her correspondence with some appearance of anxiety.
"Perfectly proportioned," went on the medical lady in a lower key; "my dressmaker says she has no difficulty therefore in fitting me, and my gowns always sit well. I don't say this out of vanity. It is a fact. I fear, however, it would be no use giving her address to other people, for the result might not be as satisfactory."
