Miss Tox's hands and eyes expressed how much.

'And as to his property, my dear!' 'Ah!' said Miss Tox, with deep feeling.

'Im-mense!' 'But his deportment, my dear Louisa!' said Miss Tox.

'His presence! His dignity! No portrait that I have ever seen of anyone has been half so replete with those qualities.

Something so stately, you know: so uncompromising: so very wide across the chest: so upright! A pecuniary Duke of York, my love, and nothing short of it!' said Miss Tox.