ke up your mind; it is more than I can do, I confess,
for every time I am in his company I recognise some new trait of
character. He got so angry at one of the waiters the day he dined with
us in New York, that I was frightened. But I believe my fears were
groundless, for he is too much of a gentleman to bandy words with an
inferior, and though his eyes flashed like coals of fire, he kept his
temper from blazing forth. I will do him the justice to say that this
great indignation did not spring from any neglect he had himself
received, but from the man's inattention to two dowdy-looking women from
the country, who had never thought of seeing him, and therefore got
nothing to eat until everybody else had finished, and looked all the
time as disappointed as if they were just out of the State Prison."

"Too bad!" exclaimed Gertrude, energetically. "I don't wonder Mr.
Phillips felt provoked with the mercenary fellow. I like him for that."

"It _was_ too bad," said Miss Gryseworth; "I couldn't help pitying them
myself. One of them--a young girl, fresh from the churn, who had worn
her best white gown on purpose to make a figure in the city--was near
weeping."

"I hope such instances of neglect are not very common," said Gertrude.
"I am afraid, if they are, Emily and I shall be on the crying list, for
Dr. Jeremy will not fee the waiters beforehand; he says it is a mean
thing, and he will not command attention in that way."

"Oh, you need have no such fear," said Miss Gryseworth. "Persons
accustomed to hotel life can always command attention, especially in so
well-regulated an establishment as this. Grandmamma shares the doctor's
views with regard to bargaining for it beforehand, but no one ever sees
her neglected here."

Another light tap at the door, and this time it was Netta Gryseworth who
entered, exclaiming, "I hear Ellen's voice, so I must come in. I am
provoked," added she, as she kissed Emily's hand, and shook Gertrude's
with a freedom which seemed to spring from girlish hoydenism and
high-bred independence of manner, "to think that while I have been
watching about the drawing-room doors for this last half-hour, so as to
see you the first minute you came in, Ellen has been sitting here on a
trunk, as sociable as all the world, enjoying your society, and telling
you every bit of the news."

"Not every bit, Netta," said Ellen; "I have left several choice little
morsels for you."

"Have you told Miss Flint about th