And if it is a fact that Miss Honeyman does happen to be in the front parlour looking at the carriages, what harm is there in the circumstance, pray?
Is not Gawler looking, and the people next door?
Are not half a dozen little boys already gathered in the street (as if they started up out of the trap-doors for the coals), and the nursery maids in the stunted little garden, are not they looking through the bars of the square?
"Please to speak to mistress," says Hannah, opening the parlour-door, and with a curtsey, "A gentleman about the apartments, mum." "Five bet-rooms," says the man, entering.

"Six bets, two or dree sitting-rooms?
We gome from Dr.Goodenough." "Are the apartments for you, sir ?" says the little Duchess, looking up at the large gentleman.
"For my lady," answers the man.
"Had you not better take off your hat ?" asks the Duchess, pointing out of one of her little mittens to "the foring cove's" beaver, which he has neglected to remove.
The man grins, and takes off the hat.

"I beck your bardon, ma'am," says he.

"Have you fife bet-rooms ?" etc.

The doctor has cured the German of an illness, as well as his employers, and especially recommended Miss Honeyman to Mr.Kuhn.
"I have such a number of apartments.