general tone of brilliancy permeated the atmosphere. The hostess herself was an admirable conversationalist, and what with the wine, the laughter, and the influence of the midn
umbs on the white table-cloth, and a general array of disorderly plates, showed that supper was over. The guests had pushed away their chairs, and were smoking and chatting, while a light breeze came in through the open French window, and somewhat cooled the temperature of the room. The smoky atmosphere, the flashing of the light o
s Crime,' a mixture o
wgate Calendar and Queen Mab, with a d
bad for t
of criminal literature, yet you can't take up a night's issue without finding
kers have much to do with the morals of t
simi
f follow my leader, with
e arrived at his dest
ind that out whe
n this new country with all
ll the old-
concomitant of afor
tty, shrugging her shoulders; "peo
hrough Victoria like that young person in Moore's song, 'Rich and rare
certainly take them home from the theatre every night, but I gene
approvingly; "for illustration see P
on for suggestions," said Fenton gaily;
he drawing-room. Mr. Lazarus, you come also. I have got the sc
e in town," gr
ng shot she went away, followed by the ladies and Ezra Lazarus. Keith remained behind, and
's going to
w a man wh
ue, 'Devil-
outs
win, but don't p
ra, your prophecies
ndra--anothe
-a w
I wish you'd get more
uite e
-quantity,
been snub
er snub any one who ca
you c
sh I had some myse
to her, dear boy--t
one gr
ing away at a gallop in the drawing-room, he arose and went out into the hall.
ot of the stairs to receive her, "what
id the child, putting
ith, lifting her up. "I'll
aid the child, though she co
o and fro in his arms for a few minute
?" he whispered, seeing
Meg's
leading to a room in which there was a subdued light, caused by the lowering of the
ar," he whisper
" murmured Meg, thinking she was sayi
irs again, and met
hat gentleman, "wh
an unquiet spirit," and having no desire for a conversation with Fenton, he strolle
r the music of "Eblis," while Kitty Marchurst stood beside him, looking over his shoulder. Lazarus had j
ra," said Kitty impatiently--"this," and she hu
e title," sa
ed Kitty "Eblis sings it--th
play the devil," said
do you
ugged his
Oriental name
n seized the idea at once. "Yes, there woul
xious to make a start, and I think Lazarus would write charming music.
ced critic
se music," she
rming gavotte, bright and
ly, "but not my style. Play someth
nto a wild fantastic galop that made everybody long to dance. Kitty clapped her hands, and her
rite me music like that, and I'll engage to have it produced
-bouffe," he answered; "what w
had so many burl
Power of Evil, enter Caprice as Miss Mephistopheles, a female demon, rejuvenates Miss Faust by paint and powder, takes her to see Mr. Marguerite, who is a young
nts; but I won't decide till I see the first act complete; if it's as goo
ave obtained a chance of seeing what he co
'd be a good fr
babel of voices talking about everything and everyone. Suddenly Fenton, with
man outside who wants to
s his
lli
ned a lit
das," she said, in an ann
down in front of
said, in a decided tone, and, wit
seated at the supper-table drinking champagne from a
t?" she asked, c
sual condition of intoxic
," he said, in a maudlin tone,
woman you deceived so shamefully; she was well
ng his glass again, "and only lets me have a hun
get drunk on," retorted K
on
'n't get
out me treating my wife b
enched h
d, with a cry. "God help me, I'v
eloup," said Villiers. "Ah, that confou
will do no good you reviling him now. At
me!" hiccupped Mr. Villiers
y, thrusting some money into hi
ant
away, or I'll order my
staggered
but I'll come back, my beauty! Don't try your fine airs on me. I'll g
like a statue of marble, an
ur wife's sake," sh
he window, then, turning r
madam," he said thickly. "You'll be
aying the vile word, and d
to blush for her mother? Kitty put out her hands with a sob, when a burst of laughter from the next room sounded in her ea
her own good, and she will lead that virtuous, happy life which a m