about noon
While at table , little was said concerning the events of the past night , though sundry smiles were exchanged , as eye met eye , and the recollection of the mystification returned . Grace alone looked grave , for she had been accustomed to consider Mrs. Legend a very discriminating person , and she had even hoped that most of those who usually figured in her rooms , were really the clever persons they laid claim to be . The morning was devoted to looking at the quarter of the town which is devoted to business , a party having been made for that express purpose under the auspices of John Effingham . As the weather was very cold , although the distances were not great , the carriages were ordered , and they all set off about noon . Grace had given up expecting a look of admiration from Eve in behalf of any of the lions of New-York , her cousin having found it necessary to tell her , that , in a comparative sense at least , little was to be said in behalf of these provincial wonders . Even Mademoiselle Viefville , now that the freshness , of her feelings were abated , had dropped quietly down into a natural way of speaking of these things ; and Grace , who was quick-witted , soon discovered that when she did make any allusions to similar objects in Europe , it was always to those that existed in some country town . A silent convention existed , therefore , to speak no more on such subjects ; or if any thing was said , it arose incidentally and as inseparable from the regular thread of the discourse .