stay in Dublin, from a milliner in Damestreet."

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"Miss Southwell," asked another lady,

may I request the pattern of those sleeves?"-" Pray tell me, Miss Southwell, ought white gloves to be trimmed except at a ball?"-" Oh, Miss Southwell, what inimitable work is on that veil!"

"For my part," said Miss O'Reilly, "I have fallen in love with the beautiful, antique design of that comb: never did I see gems so tastefully disposed."

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My dear Geraldine,” said lady Louisa, who felt the increasing ridicule of this scene," could you not favour these young ladies at once with the pattern of your pocket-handkerchief?"

-"That handkerchief

Did an Egyptian to my mother give,”

a voice exclaimed; and, advancing, with this quaint, if not applicable quotation, appeared the tourist, dramatist, mnemonician, and rhetorician, Mr. Peter Pendennis. This was the first day, for a considerable

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able time past, of his dinin court. Enchanted to find the circle of beauty and fas he hurried his departure fi men to enjoy the society of proaching a balcony that fine view of the grounds winding Shannon, he excla Heaven, me voilà! esca wine, and county politics ing picture of cultivated and the conversation of el highly-gifted females wit exchange! I am all impa myself of it, and to forget, that await me, the exile o hours."

But the smile of pleasur greet every observation of now exchanged for the to the well-bred sneer or killin eager attention that listened his slightest remark, existed tourist's moment of fashion

able time past, of his dining at Meadowscourt. Enchanted to find himself within the circle of beauty and fashion once more, he hurried his departure from the gentlemen to enjoy the society of the fair. Approaching a balcony that commanded a fine view of the grounds, and the farwinding Shannon, he exclaimed—“Thank Heaven, me voilà! escaped from heat, wine, and county politics, to the charming picture of cultivated nature without, and the conversation of elegant, talented, highly-gifted females within! What an exchange! I am all impatience to avail myself of it, and to forget, in the pleasures that await me, the exile of the last three hours."

But the smile of pleasure that used to greet every observation of Pendennis was now exchanged for the toss of the head, the well-bred sneer or killing frown. The eager attention that listened, breathless, to his slightest remark, existed no more. Our tourist's moment of fashion was past; he

was

was no longer the rage; and the new and captivating stranger had unconsciously accelerated his downfall.

mortification to hear the

He had the

pretty widow Adair whisper Mrs. Arthur Gore-" How provoking! Is there upon earth a creature more ridiculous, more unwelcome, or out of his place, than one miserable man, who wanders away from the dinner-party, just to interrupt the ladies when talking of dress, or any thing useful and interesting?"

"And then,” added Matilda Southwell, "it is such a fright!—and his hideou red roquelaure

"

"Ah, recreant!" interrupted Miss O'Reilly, "I remember the day when that very roquelaure was pronounced vastly becoming; while, as to the wearer, it was, who should monopolize his attentions?"

"Oh, then he was Pendennis the tourist; and he talked about the-I forget what you call it the memory, you know. it-the