Dora.  No; you mustn’t think.  You will be wanting to make us think next; that will be tiresome.

L. Well, go and dance first, to get quit of thinking:  and then I’ll talk as long as you like.

Dora.  Oh, but we can’t dance to-night.  There isn’t time; and we want to hear about virtue.

L. Let me see a little of it first.  Dancing is the first of girls’ virtues.

Egypt.  Indeed!  And the second?

L. Dressing.

Egypt.  Now, you needn’t say that!  I mended that tear the first thing before breakfast this morning.

L. I cannot otherwise express the ethical principle, Egypt; whether you have mended your gown or not.

Dora.  Now don’t be tiresome.  We really must hear about virtue, please; seriously.

L. Well.  I’m telling you about it, as fast as I can.

Dora.  What! the first of girls’ virtues is dancing?

L. More accurately, it is wishing to dance, and not wishing to tease, nor hear about virtue.

Dora (to Egypt).  Isn’t he cross?

Egypt.  How many balls must we go to in the season, to be perfectly virtuous?

L. As many as you can without losing your color.  But I did not say you should wish to go to balls.  I said you should be always wanting to dance.

Egypt.  So we do; but everybody says it is very wrong.

L. Why, Egypt, I thought—­

    “There was a lady once,
    That would not be a queen,—­that would she not,
    For all the mud in Egypt.”

You were complaining the other day of having to go out a great deal oftener than you liked.

Egypt.  Yes, so I was; but then, it isn’t to dance.  There’s no room to dance:  it’s—­(Pausing to consider what it is for).

L. It is only to be seen, I suppose.  Well, there’s no harm in that.  Girls ought to like to be seen.

Dora (her eyes flashing).  Now, you don’t mean that; and you’re too provoking; and we won’t dance again, for a month.

L. It will answer every purpose of revenge, Dora, if you only banish me to the library; and dance by yourselves; but I don’t think Jessie and Lily will agree to that.  You like me to see you dancing, don’t you, Lily?

Lily.  Yes, certainly,—­when we do it rightly.

L. And besides, Miss Dora, if young ladies really do not want to be seen, they should take care not to let their eyes flash when they dislike what people say:  and, more than that, it is all nonsense from beginning to end, about not wanting to be seen.  I don’t know any more tiresome flower in the borders than your especially “modest” snowdrop; which one always has to stoop down and take all sorts of tiresome trouble with, and nearly break its poor little head off, before you can see it; and then, half of it is not worth seeing.  Girls should be like daisies, nice and white, with an edge of red, if you look close, making the ground bright wherever they are, knowing simply and quietly that they do it, and are meant to do it and that it would be very wrong if they didn’t do it.  Not want to be seen, indeed!  How long were you in doing up your back hair, this afternoon Jessie?