stiff,
Katie? I wish we were going to something not quite so grand."

"You'll find it very pleasant, I dare say."

"There won't be any dancing, though, I know, will there?"

"No; I should think certainly not."

"Dear me! I hope there will be some young men there--I shall be
so shy, I know, if there are nothing but wise people. How do you
talk to a Regius Professor, Katie? It must be awful."

"He will probably be at least as uncomfortable as you, dear,"
said Miss Winter, laughing, and rising from the window; "let us
go and dress."

"Shall I wear my best gown?--What shall I put in my hair?"

At this moment the door opened, and the maid-servant introduced
Mr. Brown.

It was the St. Ambrose drag which had passed along shortly
before, bearing the eleven home from a triumphant match. As they
came over Magdalen Bridge, Drysdale, who had returned to Oxford
as a private gentleman after his late catastrophe, which he had
managed to keep a secret from his guardian, and was occupying his
usual place on the box, called out--

"Now, boys, keep your eyes open, there must be plenty of
lionesses about;" and thus warned, the whole load, including the
cornopean player, were on the look-out for lady visitors,
profanely called lionesses, all the way up the street. They had
been gratified by the sight of several walking in the High Street
or looking out of the windows, before they caught sight of Miss
Winter and her cousin. The appearance of these young ladies
created a sensation.

"I say, look! up there in that first floor."

"By George, they're something like."

"The sitter for choice."

"No, no, the standing-up one; she looks so saucy."

"Hello, Brown, do you know them?"

"One of them is my cousin," said Tom, who had just been guilty of
the salutation which, as we saw, excited the indignation of the
younger lady.

"What luck!--You'll ask me to meet them--when shall it be?
To-morrow at breakfast, I vote."

"I say, you'll introduce me before the ball on Monday? promise
now," said another.

"I don't know that I shall see anything of them," said Tom; "I
shall just leave a pasteboard, but I'm not in the humour to be
dancing about lionizing."

A storm of indignation arose at this speech; the notion that any
of the fraternity who had any hold on lionesses, particularly if
they were pretty, should not use it to the utmost for the benefit
of the rest, and the glory and honor of the college, was
revolting to the under g