But he is anxious for her in any case to show herself, and says, he should not have the heart to reproach her.

He has principles, a tear for suffering; he likes to be made to cry.

Mrs.Jarniman, his mother, he is not married, is much the same so far, except ghosts; she will not have them; except after strong tea, they come, she says, come to her bed.

She is foolish enough to sleep in a close-curtained bed.

But the poor lady is so exceedingly stout that a puff of cold would carry her off, she fears.' Victor stamped his foot.