group formed of--

Lady Gorgon;
The Misses Gorgon;
Master George Augustus Frederick Grimsby Gorgon;

And a footman, poodle, and French governess: who had all been for
two or three minutes listening to the billings and cooings of these
imprudent young lovers.



CHAPTER II.



SHOWS HOW THE PLOT BEGAN TO THICKEN IN OR ABOUT BEDFORD ROW.

"Miss Lucy!"

"Upon my word!"

"I'm hanged if it arn't Lucy! How do, Lucy?" uttered Lady, the
Misses, and Master Gorgon in a breath.

Lucy came forward, bending down her ambrosial curls, and blushing,
as a modest young woman should: for, in truth, the scrape was very
awkward. And as for John Perkins, he made a start, and then a step
forwards, and then two backwards, and then began laying hands upon
his black satin stock--in short, the sun did not shine at that