I was not such a fool as to speak of you, of course.

But--" "But I would never condescend to touch one bit.

You were ashamed to say a word about me, then, were you ?" "Insie, now, Insie, too bad of you it is.

You can have no idea what those butlers and footmen are, if ever you tell them anything.

They are worse than the maids; they go down stairs, and they get all the tidbits out of the cook, and sit by the girl they like best, on the strength of having a secret about their master." "Well, you are cunning!" cried the maiden, with a sigh.