she had chosen her mere words with a certain amount of care and good taste; but now that she was on her native heath, and blameless in matter, her manner had become dreadful—her expressions were shocking—her twang worse than ever. The one subject that she was at home in excited her to an unseemly degree. No sooner, then, had the laugh subsided than Lady Bligh seized upon the conversation, hurled it well over the head of the Bride, and kept it there, high and dry, until the end of dessert; then she sailed away to the drawing-room with the unconscious offender.
It was time to end this unconsciousness.
'My dear,' said Lady Bligh, 'will you let me give you a little lecture?'
'Certainly,' said Gladys, opening her eyes rather wide, but won at once by the old lady's manner.
'Then, my dear, you should never interrogate people about their professional duties, least of all a judge. Sir James does not like it; and even I never dream of doing it.'
'Goodness gracious!' cried the Bride. 'Have I been and put my foot in it, then?'
'You have said nothing that really matters,'
