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a THE MYSTBRIBS: 211 you have come on purpose,” rejoined the Countess. “ Have you brought the purple velvet dress ———” “T aminvariably punctual in executing your lady- ship’s commands,” observed the milliner. As she thus spoke, she laid aside her bonnet and | scarf and proseeded to open the band-box. First she took out several beautiful lace caps, which she care- fully placed upon the bed; and then she drew forth a superb velvet dresa, made in accordanee with 4 fashion which she herself had artistically devised and which she hoped, through the aid of the brilliant Countess of Desborough, to bring into vogue. Rising from her seat, and slowly divesting herself of the elegant morming wrapper which she wore, Eleanor proceeded to try on the new dress in front of a psyche, or full-length looking-glass, which re- flected her fing Bene on its polished surface. Indeed, as she thus for a few moments, with her exqui- gtely shaped shoulders, her beauteous neck, and her well-rounded arms completely bare,— with the closely fitting but not tightly-laced corset setting off her syrametry, and developing every contour,—and with ber feet and ankles, up to the swell of the leg, ap- ing below the short petticoat, she seemed a per- model of loveliness; and Mrs. Brace could not help thinking at the time that it was indeed no won- der if the Prince of Wales burnt so ardently to possess her. - The velvet robe was tried on—and it fitted ad- mirably. The low body revealed half the bust—the arms were left bare almost to the very shoulders, where the miniature sleeves were looped up with rows of pearls—and from the waist the glossy skirt flowed in massive folds, shining with a lustrous richness wheve the light from the windows fell upon them, and deeply dark im the shades between. “You are really a most accomplished artiste in your ion,” said the Countess of Desborough, well pleased with the result of the experiment, and sur- veying herself in the glass not altogether without a feeling of vanity—for she saw that she was handsome —gloriously handsome; and the thought raised up 8 glow ef pride to her cheeks so pale before. “I your ladyship for the compliment,” re- turned Mrs. Brace, whose full and largely rounded form presented a voluptuous contrast with the ele- gant, graceful, and dignified loveliness of the patri- cian. “Permit me to observe that this dresa suits your ladyship admirably: it will undulate with every movement, and thereby become almost as ex- pressive as gestures.” “Your art, then, has its mysteries as well as those which are acknowledged to be of a more complex aatare,” said the Countess of Desborough, with a smile. “Your Jadyship perhaps is unaware how much depends upon the dreas,” returned the milliner. “The most faultless shape may be rendered faulty thereby; aod it should be made so as to accompany, as it were, each and every motion of the form, as if it were a part thereof. The great secrets of the art are to do justice to a fine figure, and improve a bad one.” “You should write a treatise upon the mysteries of that art, Mrs. Brace,” said the Countess, smiling again at the information which her milliner was im- parting. “ Pardon me, my lady,” responded the latter; “but these are secrets which must not be published to the world in general. Oh! Ican assure your ladyship that Mrs. Fitzherbert, her Grace of Devonshire, Lady Jersey, and many others of my most eminent patron- eases often condescend to listen to me while I explain these things.” “Ah! you are employed by Mra Fitzherbert, Lady Jersey, and my dear friend the Duchess of Devonshire?” said the Countess in a musing tone— for it struck her as being singular that Mrs. Brace should have mentioned by name three ladies who were intimately oonneeted with the Prince of Wales. “Such is the fact, I aan assure your ladyship,” answered the milliner. “And perhaps your lady- ship will excuse me for mentioning that his Royal Highness the heir-apparent never fancies any dress worn by Mrs. Fitsherbert, unless made at my esta- blishment.” “Ts his Royal Highness so exeellent a connoisseur. in respect to lady’» attire?” asked Eleanor, as she laid aside her new velvet dress and, resuming her morning-wrapper, threw herself languidly back again into the large arm-chair—her pretty feet, im- prisoned in elegant slippers, now resting on an otto- man. “Sinee your ladyship puts the question to me,” responded Mrs. Brace, thus ingeniously directing the discourse towards the topic on which she was anxious to touch,—“I will unhesitatingly inform you that his Royal Highness is not only an excellent judge in such matters, but that he volunteers lis opinion on many points at those times when I have the honour to wait on Mrs, Fitzhcrbert in order to sub- mit the latest fashions to her. Would your ladyship be offended if I were to confess that Mrs. Fitzherbert has seen your velvet robe, and highly approves of it?” “Oh! certainly I cannot be offended on that ao-~ count,” exclaimed Eleanor. “ But how did it hap. pen?” “I waited upon Mrs. Fitzherbert an hour ago tc exhibit those beautiful caps,” continued Mrs. Brace, indicating: the objects of her remark, and which she had carefully deposited upon the bed: “when I opened the band-box, she caught a glimpse of the velvet dress and insisted upon seeing it. I dared not refuse compliance with ber demand—and she wag |: ehchanted. Indeed, to tell your ladyship the truth, I am to make her one according to the same fashion without delay. But, by the bye,” added the milli- ner, with a frankness and candour so well assumed that the Countess was completely duped by the ap- parent artlessness of her manner,—“ I should have observed that hia Royal Highness was seated at breakfast with Mrs. Fitzherbert at the time—and that ——But, no—I dare not say any more.”’ | And Mrs. Brace pretended to be suddenly ani- mated by a second thought which threw her into confusion. “Qh! I cannot allow you to break off thus in the middle of your narrative,” exclaimed Eleanor, whose curiosity was excited, she scarcely knew why—un- less, indeed, it were by a presentiment that the Prince had mentioned her name in complimentary terms. “Tf your ladyship’s commands be that I should tell you everything which really occurred this morn- ing at Carlton House,” said Mrs. Brace, “I cannot of course prove disobedient.” “‘ Yes—let me hear it all,” returned Eleanor, half- ashamed at thus indulging in what she could only look upon as the most frivolous gossip: and yet her heart palpitated all the while. “ Well, I will be explicit,” continued Mrs. Brace OONRANKA ateilo) S COMM