They cannot bear the thought
of sharing their money. I bet Lady Joan will turn out another
specimen of the TABITHA CROESUS."
"Well, put down our pair, Egerton," said Lord Fitz-Heron.
"You do not dine at Sidonia's by any chance?"
"Would that I did! You will have the best dishes and the best
guests. I feed at old Malton's; perhaps a t?te a t?te: Scotch
broth, and to tell him the news!"
"There is nothing like being a dutiful nephew, particularly
when one's uncle is a bachelor and has twenty thousand a-
year," said Lord Milford. "Au revoir! I suppose there will be
no division to-night."
"No chance."
Egerton and Berners walked on a little further. As they came
to the Golden Ball, a lady quitting the shop was just about to
get into her carriage; she stopped as she recognized them. It
was Lady Firebrace.
"Ah! Mr Berners, how d'ye do? You were just the person I
wanted to see! How is Lady Augusta, Mr Egerton? You have no
idea, Mr Berners, how I have been fighting your battles!"
"Really, Lady Firebrace," said Mr Berners rather uneasy, for
he had perhaps like most of us a peculiar dislike to being
attacked or cheapened. "You are too good."
"Oh! I don't care what a person's politics are!" exclaimed
Lady Firebrace with an air of affectionate devotion.
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