They cry, my dear; they put vexatious questions; they demand to be fed, to be washed, to be educated, to have their noses blown; and then, when the time comes, they break our hearts, as I break this piece of sugar.

A pair of professed egoists, like you and me, should avoid offspring, like an infidelity.' 'Indeed!' said she; and she laughed.

'Now, that is like you--to take credit for the thing you could not help.' 'My dear,' returned the Doctor, solemnly, 'we might have adopted.' 'Never!' cried madame.

'Never, Doctor, with my consent.

If the child were my own flesh and blood, I would not say no.