MR. ROBERTS to MRS. ROBERTS entering the drawing-room from regions beyond: "My dear, it's six o'clock. What can have become of your aunt?" MRS. ROBERTS, with a little anxiety: "That was just what I was going to ask. She's never late; and the children are quite heart-broken. They had counted upon seeing her, and talking Christmas a little before they were put to bed." ROBERTS: "Very singular her not coming Is she going to begin standing upon ceremony with us, and not come till the hour?" MRS. ROBERTS: "Nonsense, Edward She's been detained. Of course she'll be here in a moment. How impatient you are " ROBERTS: "You must profit by me as an awful example."