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IT was Monday evening, and there was company at Mr. Roberts's home-not the usual Monday evening gathering, but quite a large party of well-dressed men and women, many of them young, yet some were middle-aged. The pretty room opposite the conservatory was thrown open, and aglow with lights and flowers; and groups were continually passing in and out, admiring the paintings and the flowers, and the type-writers of different patterns, and the books and magazines, of which there were many. But interest was not confined to this room. The parlours were thrown open and the music-room beyond; even the cosy little library was public property for this one evening. The company was large and their tastes were varied; so no pains had been spared to give them variety.
You are acquainted with quite a number of the guests; yet I am by no means sure that you would recognize them all. Even in so short a period as three years great changes may be effected.