"There, go and make yourself decent," said Captain Gage, echoing Harriet's words. "Upon my honour, I am very sorry for the poor little girl. Her first ball too!" CHAPTER XI. Aos homens todos Lhes deu um livro so' a natureza, O proprio coração. CATÂO. Nature hath given to all men one same book, 'Tis their own heart. E se voi stanchi fossi d' ascoltare Si vi potrete riposar in tanto. ZINABI. "I don't know when I have been so vexed," said Harriet, who was sitting with Margaret, while the ladies went up to dress. "I'm sure you will never be friends with me after this contretemps." "Indeed I shall," said Margaret. "You could not help it, I know; and it is no such great misfortune after all." Harriet drew the fire together, rang for coffee, and pushed over a footstool to Margaret. "We will try to make ourselves comfortable," said she. "I have told the women to come in and show you their dresses before they start. Then you shall have some strong coffee, and then to bed." "I wish," said Margaret hesitating, "I wish you would tell me your history, as you promised." "That is very sly," said Harriet laughing, "because I cannot refuse you anything under the circumstances. But I will do it, and the more readily, as I have not much to tell, so drink your coffee, and listen. Once upon a time--" "Oh, but a real history if you please!" said Margaret. "This is real," said Harriet, laughing.--"Must I not begin at the beginning? Well, if you like it, _tout court_. I am the youngest of the family. Mamma doats on me--Papa likes me very well. Charles, the one you have seen, is the eldest--he wears his glass in his eye--I do not think he has any other peculiarity. Then comes Lucy, she is a good girl, and I am very fond of her. I could tell you a secret that would a little surprise you; that is, if you have observed any of the bye-play of the last day or two." "Oh, do!" said Margaret. "I really will keep it." "I believe you!" said Harriet. "It shall come in due course. My second brother, Evan, is just called to the bar. He has a good deal of character, and is therefore my favourite. I should rather like you to see Evan. Alfred, the youngest son, is in the army; and there is the outline of a Baronet's family." "It is very amusing," said Margaret. "I like better to hear real stories than to read them." "For me," said Harriet. "I was very sickly as a child, and I spent most of my time with an uncle, who is very fond of me, and who lives in a romantic part of the country, and keeps up an old manor-house in the old English style. My uncle and aunt Singleton are both characters--but I can't stay to describe all my relations." "Oh do! I like descriptions," said Margaret.