at the same time was very striking, and "in remarkable good taste."
In process of time, Mr. Vivian Grey made his entrée. There were a few vacant seats at the bottom of the table, "luckily for him," as kindly remarked Mr. Grumbleton. To the astonishment and indignation, however, of this worthy squire, the late comer passed by the unoccupied position, and proceeded onward with the most undaunted coolness, until he came to about the middle of the middle table, and which was nearly the best situation in the hall.
"Beautiful Cynthia," said Vivian Grey, softly and sweetly whispering in Miss Courtown's ear, "I'm sure you will give up your place to me; you have nerve enough, you know, for any thing, and would no more care for standing out, than I for sitting in." There's nothing like giving a romp credit for a little boldness. To keep up her character, she will out-herod Herod.
