"I thought Emily Vivian was dead," said Julius. "You don't mean
_that_ women!"

"_That_ woman?" laughed his wife. "What has she done to be a _that_
woman?"

"Offended his Reverence," said Frank, in that sort of jocose tone
which betrays annoyance.

"A heartless mischievous woman!" said Julius.

Rosamond cocked up her left eyebrow with an ineffably droll look,
which encouraged Charlie to say, "Such fierceness can only be
prompted by personal experience. Look out, Rosamond!"

"Come 'fess, Julius," said she, merrily. "'Fess and make it up."

"I--I have nothing to confess," said Julius, seriously.

"Hasn't he indeed?" said she, looking at the brothers.

"Oh! don't ask us," said Charlie. "His youthful indiscretions were
over long before our eyes had risen above the horizon!"

"Do you mean that they have really come home to live here?" demanded
Julius, with singular indifference to the personal insinuations.

"I am sorry it is so painful to you," said I Frank, somewhat
ironically; "but Sir Harry thinks it right to return and end his