She had also brought
the measure of every grate, to ascertain what fenders would suit; the
measure of the bed-rooms and attics, to remodel the carpets; for it was
proposed that Brompton Hall should be disposed of, the new occupier
taking at a valuation what furniture might be left. To this I appeared
to consent; but was resolved in my own mind that, if taken, it should
only be for the same term of years as my new lease. I will pass over a
month of hurry, bustle, and confusion; at the end of which I found
myself in our new habitation. It was completely furnished, with the
exception of the drawing-room carpet, which had not been laid down, but
was still in a roll tied up with packthread in the middle of the room.
The cause of this I soon understood from my wife. It was always the
custom, she said, to give a house-warming upon entering a new house, and
she therefore proposed giving a little dance. To this, as it would
please her and my daughters, I raised no objection.

I have always observed, that what is proposed as a little dance
invariably ends in a great one; for from the time of proposing till the
cards are about, it increases like a snowball; but that arises, perhaps,
from the extreme difficulty of knowing when to draw the line between
friends and acquaintances. I have also observed that when your wife and
daughters intend such a thing, they always obtain permission for the
ball first, and then tack on the supper afterwards; commencing with a
mere stand-up affair,--sandwiches, cakes, and refreshments,--and ending
with a regular sit-down affair, with Gunter presiding over all. The
music from two fiddles and a piano also swells into Collinet's band,
verifying the old adage, "In for a penny, in for a pound." But to all
this I gave my consent; I could afford it well, and I liked to please my
wife and daughters. The ball was given, and this house-warming ended in
house-breaking; for just before the supper-quadrille, as it was termed,
when about twenty-four young ladies and gentlemen were going the grand
ronde, a loud noise below, with exclamations and shrieks, was heard, and
soon afterwards the whole staircase was smothered with dust.

"What _is_ the matter?" cried my wife, who had passed to the
landing-place on the stairs before me.

"Ma'am," said one of Mr Gunter's men, shaking the lappets of his blue
coat, which were covered with white dust, "the whole ceiling of the
dining-room has come down!"

"Ceiling