122 MADGE’S MISTAKE,

commencing at the culprit’s boots and travel-
ling slowly up to his eyes, varied by some
little observations in reference to his consum-
mate impudence; but no! wonders will
never cease, he looks quite pleased, and to
Tiny’s astonishment, as much as my own,
says, “Thank you, Mr. Greenway, I shall
be very glad if you will; we shall meet
again somewhere, I suppose.”

So Tiny and her cavalier move off, and 1
stand, quite regardless of appearances, gaping
and staring after them; is the world coming
to an end, or, what? I cannot help feeling
amused, though, as I watch the retreating
figures of my sister and Mr. Greenway,—for
he is six feet in his stockings, while Tiny
measures four feet eight in high heels. In
fact, she does not nearly reach his shoul-
der, and I cannot help feeling sorry for him
when I think how tired he will be stooping
to catch her remarks. He does not find it so
irksome as one would imagine, however, and
as they disappear round the corner I see
Tiny craning her neck, and trying to look as