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which came out so, all of the sudden, at last, that I should never have believed a word of it, but for knowing Mrs. Maple to be so amazing particular as to those points.—"
"And Mrs. Howel!" here interrupted Miss Arbe, casting at Ellis, upon the recollection of such a confirmation of her birth and connections, a look of so much favour, that, again hoping for her aid, Ellis begged to alight at Miss Matson's, the milliner.
Miss Arbe said that she would attend her thither with pleasure. "And I, my dear," said Miss Bydel, "will go in with you, too; for I want a few odd matters for myself."
Ellis, finding how little she was understood, was forced to add: "It is not for any purchases that I go to Miss Matson;—it is to lodge in her house, till I can find some better asylum!—"
The first amazement of the two ladies sunk into nothing, when contrasted with that which they experienced at this mo-
