"What is there in that fellow in the corner yonder,--to use your words,--that I need look at ?" "Indeed, that is the very question I want to ask you," said I."For he has been hovering about you all night." "Moths, and all sorts of ugly creatures," replied Estella, with a glance towards him, "hover about a lighted candle.

Can the candle help it ?" "No," I returned; "but cannot the Estella help it ?" "Well!" said she, laughing, after a moment, "perhaps.

Yes.

Anything you like." "But, Estella, do hear me speak.

It makes me wretched that you should encourage a man so generally despised as Drummle.