erstanding, is heard in our churches, and
'tis well known was practised by King David. Your operas I shun as
deleterious; your ballets I would forbid to my children as most
immoral; but music, my dears! May we enjoy it, like everything else in
reason--may we----"

"There's the music of the dinner-bell," says papa, rubbing his hands.
"Come, girls. Screwby, go and fetch Master Miley. Tom take down my
lady."

"Nay, dear Thomas, I walk but slowly. Go you with dearest Flora
downstairs," says Virtue.

But Dora took care to make the evening pleasant by talking of Handel and
oratorios constantly during dinner.

CHAPTER LI. Conticuere Omnes

Across the way, if the gracious reader will please to step over with
us, he will find our young gentlemen at Lord Wrotham's house, which
his lordship has lent to his friend the General, and that little
family party assembled, with which we made acquaintance at Oakhurst and
Tunbridge Wells. James Wolfe has promised to come to dinner; but James
is dancing attendance upon Miss Lowther, and would rather have a glance
from her eyes than the finest kickshaws dressed by Lord Wrotham's cook,
or the dessert which is promised for the entertainment at which you
are just going to sit down. You will make the sixth. You may take Mr.
Wolfe's place. You may be sure he won't come. As for me, I will stand at
the sideboard and report the conversation.

Note first, how happy the women look! When Harry Warrington was taken
by those bailiffs, I had intended to tell you how the good Mrs. Lambert,
hearing of the boy's mishap, had flown to her husband, and had begged,
implored, insisted, that her Martin should help him. "Never mind his
rebeldom of the other day; never mind about his being angry that his
presents were returned--of course anybody would be angry, much more such
a high-spirited lad as Harry! Never mind about our being so poor, and
wanting all our spare money for the boys at college; there must be some
way of getting him out of the scrape. Did you not get Charles Watkins
out of the scrape two years ago; and did he not pay you back every
halfpenny? Yes; and you made a whole family happy, blessed be God! and
Mrs. Watkins prays for you and blesses you to this very day, and I think
everything has prospered with us since. And I have no doubt it has made
you a major-general--no earthly doubt," says the fond wife.

Now, as Martin Lambert requires very little persuasion to do a kind
action, he i