you is your due, yet nevertheless expect you to be grateful for it. Mr. Macneil was one of this class—a Columbus of compliments, who held that your merits were new discoveries of his own, and you were to be surprised as well as pleased.
But individual excellence was too unworthy a theme long to engross Mr. Macneil; and from Miss Arundel's singing, he proceeded to singing in general, which, he observed, was a very pretty amusement—asked if she had heard Lalande—avowed that, for his part, Italian music was all he thought worth listening to—which, considering Emily had just finished an English ballad, was a delicate compliment indeed; and walked off, nothing doubtful of hers, in all the fulness of self-satisfaction.
A Miss Martin was now entreated to favour the company. She was an heiress, therefore a beauty, and in both these qualities considered she ought to be simple and timid. The first of these was effected by a crop curled in the neck à l'enfant; and the second by being twice as long as anybody else in crossing a room—there were so many little hesitations; by looking down sedulously (old Mr. Lushington once said to her, "I hope you find the carpet
