Cheesemongeress

My lady in a way, because my Lord Doldrum was seen speaking in Hyde Park to Miss Stilton, the rich cheesemongeress’s daughter.

But, as the cheesemongeress had by this time so far recovered her forces as to be able to undertake the charge of her own offspring, and as the young cheesemonger is at the present moment a vigorous and thriving student at a Clapham boarding school, with every prospect of succeeding honourably to his father’s business, it may be assumed that Miss Hipswidge had fulfilled this early portion of her Curtius-like destiny with perfect satisfaction.

For Mrs. Jones the draper’s wife to be able to boast that she bought a silk pincushion at twenty times its value from the Countess of Belminster—for Mrs. Smith the cheesemongeress to be able to show a photograph of Lady Eleanor Gore-Layton, signed with her own hand, are occasions that do not occur twice in a lifetime.

Paris. English Cheesemongeress: “How horrid, John; here is a fly in the soup.” Cheesemonger: “Hush, Maria, don’t expose your ignorance; the bill of fare is in French, and may be I ordered fly soup for what I know.”