Do you imagine Colonel Campbell knows the business to be going forward just at this time ?--Do you imagine it to be the consequence of an immediate commission from him, or that he may have sent only a general direction, an order indefinite as to time, to depend upon contingencies and conveniences ?" He paused.

She could not but hear; she could not avoid answering, "Till I have a letter from Colonel Campbell," said she, in a voice of forced calmness, "I can imagine nothing with any confidence.

It must be all conjecture." "Conjecture--aye, sometimes one conjectures right, and sometimes one conjectures wrong.

I wish I could conjecture how soon I shall make this rivet quite firm.

What nonsense one talks, Miss Woodhouse, when hard at work, if one talks at all;--your real workmen, I suppose, hold their tongues; but we gentlemen labourers if we get hold of a word--Miss Fairfax said something about conjecturing.