world, a world composed altogether of Brehgerts, Melmottes, and Cohenlupes, would it avail her much to be the mistress of a gorgeous house?  She had known, and understood, and had revelled in the exclusiveness of county position.  Caversham had been dull, and there had always been there a dearth of young men of the proper sort; but it had been a place to talk of, and to feel satisfied with as a home to be acknowledged before the world.  Her mother was dull, and her father pompous and often cross; but they were in the right set,—­miles removed from the Brehgerts and Melmottes,—­ until her father himself had suggested to her that she should go to the house in Grosvenor Square.  She would write one letter to-night; but there was a question in her mind whether the letter should...