"Since you are so much opposed to this party, I will recall my
invitations to-morrow morning," retorted Josephine, irritated by his
peevish vulgarity, to take a high stand herself.
"You will _not_, Miss! Carry out what you have commenced--much joy may
you have of it!"
What pleasure or benefit could arise from this snarling contradiction,
would have defied a wiser brain than Ida's to determine. She once
imagined it a part of Mr. Read's schooling; that he sought to inure
his pupil to the treatment she would receive from the world; but this
impression was corrected by observing that the effrontery he had
taught her angered him beyond measure, when exhibited towards himself.
Variance appeared to be necessary to their existence; a safety-valve,
for the ill humors they could not throw out upon others. It was a
curious fact that their going into company, at home or abroad, was
invaribly preceded by this moral phlebotomizing, and in proportion to
the extent of the depletion, was the subsequent affability. It was
therefore to be expected that they should appear in the drawing-room
on the evening of the party, looking their best;--she, deferentially
respectful to "Papa," and he, marking "my daughter, sir's," motions
with paternal pride. A large party usually belongs to one of two
classes--the stiffly regular, or the noisily irregular. At the former,
there is considerably less sociability and ease than is prevalent
among a corps of raw recruits upon parade, under the eye of a martinet
drilled serjeant. As many as can obtain seats, seize them; a vacant
chair is rushed for, as in the game of "budge-all," and the hapless
standers are awkwardly alive to the circumstance of being, not men, but
hands, legs and feet; white kid gloves are at a premium, a bouquet is a
godsend;--the pulling off and on of the first, and the criticism of the
latter, are engrossing subjects of reflection and entertainment. There
are knots of men in the entry, and in the corners, and behind doors;
and rows of ladies against the wall, and stretched out transversely
and longitudinally through the room. Supper over, watches are slyly
consulted, yawns dexterously swallowed, and presently the crowd is
thinner, though no one goes. Then come whispered adieux;--"_so_ sorry
to quit your charming party at this early hour,--but papa charged me
to be home by twelve, and he is _so_ particular;" and "my dear Mrs.
Heavyaslead, I must tear myself away--mamma was not well to-night; I am
quite uneasy about her;"--and there are headaches and sideaches, and
toothaches, until the poor hostess wonders that she never suspected
before what an unhealthy circle of acquaintances she has.
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