My new-created uncle, as he seems, and I, and my aunt, and perhaps Charlotte, if she is well enough, are going to Nice, and other places about there.' 'To Nice!' said Somerset, rather blankly.

'And I must stay here ?' 'Why, of course you must, considering what you have undertaken!' she said, looking with saucy composure into his eyes.

'My uncle's reason for proposing the journey just now is, that he thinks the alterations will make residence here dusty and disagreeable during the spring.

The opportunity of going with him is too good a one for us to lose, as I have never been there.' 'I wish I was going to be one of the party!...

What do YOU wish about it ?' She shook her head impenetrably.