Oh! I must tell you, that just after we parted yesterday, I saw a young man looking at you so earnestly--I am sure he is in love with you." Catherine coloured, and disclaimed again.

Isabella laughed.

"It is very true, upon my honour, but I see how it is; you are indifferent to everybody's admiration, except that of one gentleman, who shall be nameless.

Nay, I cannot blame you"-- speaking more seriously--"your feelings are easily understood.

Where the heart is really attached, I know very well how little one can be pleased with the attention of anybody else.