Notlongafterthisthemaidsandthelanternswereannounced。MrsJamiesonhadthesedan—chair，whichhadsqueezeditselfintoMissBarker’snarrowlobbywithsomedifficulty，andmostliterally\"stoppedtheway。\"Itrequiredsomeskilfulmanoeuvringonthepartoftheoldchairmen（shoemakersbyday，butwhensummonedtocarrythesedandressedupinastrangeoldlivery—longgreat—
coats，withsmallcapes，coevalwiththesedan，andsimilartothedressoftheclassinHogarth’spictures）toedge，andback，andtryatitagain，andfinallytosucceedincarryingtheirburdenoutofMissBarker’sfrontdoor。Thenweheardtheirquickpit—a—
patalongthequietlittlestreetasweputonourcalashesandpinnedupourgowns；MissBarkerhoveringaboutuswithoffersofhelp，which，ifshehadnotrememberedherformeroccupation，andwishedustoforgetit，wouldhavebeenmuchmorepressing。
CHAPTERVIII—\"YOURLADYSHIP\"
EARLYthenextmorning—directlyaftertwelve—MissPolemadeherappearanceatMissMatty’s。Someverytriflingpieceofbusinesswasallegedasareasonforthecall；buttherewasevidentlysomethingbehind。Atlastoutitcame。