"Oh!—a friend—St. Clair. He may not have posted the letter in time." Another yawn, and then Raymond stretched his legs out before the fire, first giving it a vigorous stir with the tongs, which came more handy than the poker, and drew a newspaper out of his pocket.
"We have had a number of visitors to-day," Ada said. "Lady Monroe, for one, with her daughter. Such a pretty, nice girl!"
"Who is Lady Monroe? and how did she find you out?"
Ada explained; and Raymond seemed interested.
"I hope you will keep up with them," he said; "and mind mother drives with Lady Monroe to-morrow."
"They are going to the south of France for the winter very soon; that is the worst of it," Ada said. "Lady Monroe went to school with mamma, and seems so fond of her."
"What a bore that they are going away! They might be useful, and ask a fellow to dinner. Who came besides?"
"Aunt Anna and the two elder girls. I like Louise very much; and Aunt Anna is really very handsome, and she does look so young."
"She patronized no end, didn't she? I am glad I was not here."
"She was very pleasant, and said she hoped to see us often."