arties
were "told off" to shoot snipe and woodcocks without ceasing; and
Frobisher was to ply with a four-in-hand--of Cashel's horses--to and
from Limerick every day, carrying every body and every thing that was
wanting.

All the servants of the guests, as well as of the house, were to be
attired in a costume which, after some discussion, was decided to be
Spanish.

Unlimited facilities were to be at the disposal of all, for whatever
they pleased to order. Mrs. White sat down to write to Paris for an
envoy of moss-roses and camellias, with a postscript from Upton on the
subject of red partridges and _foie gras_.

Jennings dictated a despatch to Mayence for two cases of Steinberger;
and Howie took notes of all for a series of papers which, in four
different styles, were to appear in four periodicals simultaneously.

As each guest was at full liberty to invite some half-dozen friends,
there was quite an excitement in comparing lists with each other, and
speculations innumerable as to the dress and character they would appear
in, for all were mysterious upon that head.

"But whar is Maister Cashel all this time?" said Sir Andrew; "methinks
it wud na be vara polite na to hae his opinion upon a' this, syne he
must gie the siller for it."

"He's playing chess with Lady Kilgoff in the boudoir," said Jennings.

"Tell Kennyfeck," said Frobisher; "that's quite enough! Cashel calls
everything where money enters, business, and hates it, in consequence."

"Oh, dear! I'm precisely of his mind, then," sighed Meek, caressing his
whiskers.

"Kilgoff will not remain, you 'll see," said Upton. "He is not pleased
with my Lady's taste for close intimacy."

"The Kennyfecks are going to-morrow or next day," said another.

"So they have been every day this last week; but if some of you
gentlemen will only be gallant enough to give a good reason for
remaining, they 'll not stir." This was spoken by Lady Janet in her
tartest of voices, and with a steady stare at Upton, who stroked his
moustaches in very palpable confusion. "Yes, Sir Harvey," continued she,
"I 'm perfectly serious, and Mr. Linton, I perceive, agrees with me."

"As he always does, Lady Janet, when he desires to be in the right,"
said Linton, bowing.

"Aw--I, aw--I did n't think it was so easy in that quarter, aw!" said
Jennings, in a low semi-confidential tone.

"I 'll insure you for a fair premium, Jennings, if you have any fancy
that way."

"Aw, I don't know,