I stipulate my son.' Anastasie was aware of defeat; she struck her colours instantly.

'You will break my heart,' she sighed.
'Not in the least,' said he.

'You will feel a trifling inconvenience for a month, just as I did when I was first brought to this vile hamlet; then your admirable sense and temper will prevail, and I see you already as content as ever, and making your husband the happiest of men.' 'You know I can refuse you nothing,' she said, with a last flicker of resistance; 'nothing that will make you truly happier.

But will this?
Are you sure, my husband?
Last night, you say, you found him! He may be the worst of humbugs.' 'I think not,' replied the Doctor.

'But do not suppose me so unwary as to adopt him out of hand.