"And yet I don't know why it should be." "Perhaps Mrs.Fairfax would not care about it," she continued, as we returned to the drawing-room together.
"Good gracious!" I remarked.

"There is no Mrs.Fairfax.I am the most confirmed of old bachelors.

I wonder you could not see that.

Is not the word _crustiness_ written plainly upon my forehead ?" "I am afraid I cannot see it," she answered.

"I am not quite certain who it was, but I fancy it was my uncle who informed me that you were married." "It was very kind of him," I said.