I could wish to see fewer changes of place, my child, and a more undivided attention to what Oscar is reading to you." "I am not interested in what he is reading to me." In the nervous irritation which produced this ungracious answer, she overthrew one of the flower-pots.

Oscar set it up again for her with undiminished good-temper.
"Not interested!" he exclaimed.

"Wait a little.

You haven't heard Nugent's message yet.

Listen to this! 'Present my best and kindest regards to the future Mrs.Oscar' (dear fellow!); 'and say that she has given me a new interest in hastening my return to England.' There! Isn't that prettily put?
Come Lucilla! own that Nugent is worth listening to when he writes about _you!_" She turned towards him for the first time.