'Pray, uncle,' said Kate, a little flurried, as people much more conversant with society often are, when they are about to enter a room full of strangers, and have had time to think of it previously, 'are there any ladies here?'
'No,' said Ralph, shortly, 'I don't know any.'
'Must I go in immediately?' asked Kate, drawing back a little.
'As you please,' said Ralph, shrugging his shoulders. 'They are all come, and dinner will be announced directly afterwards—that's all.'
Kate would have entreated a few minutes' respite, but reflecting that her uncle might consider the p*****t of the hackney-coach fare a sort of bargain for her punctuality, she suffered him to draw her arm through his, and to lead her away.
Seven or eight gentlemen were standing round the fire when they went in, and, as
