ver, and Harry exclaiming, "Well done, Flora! It was capital fun! I
never saw a lot of prettier or more good-natured people in my life. If
I am at home for the Stoneborough ball, I wonder whether my father will
let me go to it."

This result of Harry's successful debut in high life struck his sister
and Norman as so absurd that both laughed.

"What's the matter now?" asked Harry.

"Your comparing Flora's party to a Stoneborough ball," said Norman.

"It is all the same, isn't it?" said Harry. "I'm sure you are equally
disgusted at both!"

"Much you know about it," said Flora, patting him gaily. "I'm not going
to put conceit in that lion head of yours, but you were as good as an
Indian prince to my party. Do you know to whom you have been talking so
coolly?"

"Of course. You see, Norman, it is just as I told you. All civilised
people are just alike when they get into a drawing-room."

"Harry takes large views of the Genus homo," Norman exerted himself to
say. "Being used to the black and brown species, he takes little heed of
the lesser varieties."

"It is enough for him that he does not furnish the entertainment in
another way," said Flora. "But, good-night. Meta, you look tired."

CHAPTER XIX.

Let none, henceforward, shrink from daring dreams,
For earnest hearts shall find their dreams fulfilled.--FOUQUE.

"I have it!" began Harry, as he came down to breakfast. "I don't
know how I came to forget it. The will was to be sent home to Mr.
Mackintosh's English partner. I'll go and overhaul him this very
morning. They won't mind my coming by a later train, when there is such
a reason."

"What is his name? Where shall you find him?" asked Flora.

"I can't be sure; but you've a navy list of that sort of cattle, have
not you, Flora? I'll hunt him up."

Flora supposed he meant a directory; and all possible South American
merchants having been overlooked, and the Mackintoshes selected, he next
required a chart of London, and wanted to attempt self-navigation, but
was forced to accept of George's brougham and escort; Flora would not
trust him otherwise; and Norman was obliged to go to Oxford at once,
hurrying off to his train before breakfast was over.

Flora might have trusted Harry alone. George contributed no more than
the dignity of his presence; and, indeed, would have resigned the
pursuit at the first blunder about the firm; and still more when the
right one had been found, but the part