They even try Lady Katherine, I can see, when the two eldest, who come in while we are at breakfast each day, take the jam-spoon, or something equally horrid, and dab it all over the cloth. Yesterday they put their hands in the honey-dish which Mr. Montgomerie was helping himself to, and then after smearing him (the "burrrs" were awful), they went round the table to escape being caught, and fingered the backs of every one's chair and the door-handle, so that one could not touch a thing without getting sticky. "Alexander, dearie," Mary said. "Alec must have his mouth wiped." Poor Mr. Mackintosh had to get up and leave his breakfast, catch these imps, and employ his table-napkin in vain. "Take 'em up-stairs, do--burrrr," roared their fond grandfather. "Oh, father, the poor darlings are not really naughty," Mary said, offended. "I like them to be with us all as much as possible. I thought they would be such a pleasure to you." Upon which, hearing the altercation, both infants set up a yell of fear and rage, and Alec, the cherub of four and a half, lay on the floor and kicked and screamed until he was black in the face. Mr. Mackintosh is too small to manage two, so one of the footmen had to come and help him to carry them up to their nursery. Oh, I would not be in his place for the world! Malcolm is becoming so funny. I suppose he is attracted by me. He makes kind of love in a priggish way whenever he gets the chance, which is not often, as Lady Katherine contrives to send one of the girls with us on all our walks; or if we are in the drawing-room, she comes and sits down beside us herself. I am glad, as it would be a great bore to listen to a quantity of it. How silly of her, though! She can't know as much about men as even I do; of course, it only makes him all the more eager. It is quite an object-lesson for me. I shall be impossibly difficult myself if I meet Mr. Carruthers again, as he has no mother to play these tricks for him. Lord Robert's answer came on Saturday afternoon. It was all done through Lady Merrenden. He will be delighted to come and shoot on Tuesday, to-morrow. Oh, I am so glad, but I do wonder if I shall be able to make him understand not to say anything about having been at Branches while I was there. Such a simple thing, but Lady Katherine is so odd and particular. The party is to be a large one--nine guns. I hope some will be amusing, though I rather fear. _Tuesday night._ It is quite late, nearly twelve o'clock, but I feel so wide awake I must write. I shall begin from the beginning, when every one arrived. They came by two trains early in the afternoon, and just at tea-time, and Lord Robert was among the last lot. They are mostly the same sort as Lady Katherine, looking as good as gold; but one woman, Lady Verningham, Lady Katherine's niece, is different, and I liked her at once.