I am disappointed.
I had anticipated something original.

I had looked forward to some amusement.

But, really, my dear Marcus, she is _bete a pleurer_--weepingly stupid." "She certainly can weep," said I.
"Oh, can she ?" said Judith, as if the announcement threw some light on Carlotta's character.

"And when she cries, I suppose you, like a man, give in and let her have her own way ?" And Judith laughed again.
"My dear Judith," said I; "you have no idea of the wholesome discipline at Lingfield Terrace." Suddenly with one of her disconcerting changes of front, she turned and caught me by the coat-lappels.
"Marcus dear, I have been so lonely this week.

When are you coming to see me ?" "We'll have a whole day out on Sunday," said I.
As I walked down the stairs with Carlotta, I reflected that Judith had not accounted for the red spots.
"I like her," said Carlotta.