"I am glad of it," said he, in a much brisker tone, and throwing down the newspaper again, "for I am tired to death.

I only wonder how the good people can keep it up so long.

They had need be _all_ in love, to find any amusement in such folly; and so they are, I fancy.

If you look at them you may see they are so many couple of lovers--all but Yates and Mrs.Grant--and, between ourselves, she, poor woman, must want a lover as much as any one of them.

A desperate dull life hers must be with the doctor," making a sly face as he spoke towards the chair of the latter, who proving, however, to be close at his elbow, made so instantaneous a change of expression and subject necessary, as Fanny, in spite of everything, could hardly help laughing at.