They keep servants, I know, for she spoke of a waiting-
maid. Then, too, they have an old bachelor uncle in India, with a
million or more, and these two young ladies will undoubtedly
inherit it all at his death."
"Miss Deane must have been very communicative," said Mr. Hastings,
who understood the world much better than his wife, and who
readily guessed that Miss Eugenia had passed herself off for quite
as much as she was.
"It was perfectly natural for her to tell me what she did,"
answered Ella, "and I like her so much! I mean to drive over there
soon, and take her out riding."
Here the conversation was interrupted by the ringing of the door-
bell, and it was not again resumed until the Monday morning
following, when, at the breakfast-table, Ella asked for the
carriage to be sent round, as "she was going to call at Mrs.
Deane's, and take the young ladies to ride."
"But it is washing-day," suggested Mr. Hastings, wishing to tease
his wife. "And nothing, I am told, mortifies a woman more than to
be caught with her hair in papers, and her arms in the suds.
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