Mrs. Wilfer rose, but remained speechless. “George!” said Miss Lavinia in her voice of warning, “Ma’s chair!” Mr. Sampson flew to the excellent lady’s back, and followed her up close chair in hand, as she stalked to the banquet. Arrived at the table, she took her rigid seat, after favouring Mr. Sampson with a glare for himself, which caused the young gentleman to retire to his place in much confusion.