I could get the nicest house in world for you, next door to ours, in Hanover-square.

You must come, indeed.

I am sure I shall be very happy to chaperon you at any time till I am confined, if Mrs.Dashwood should not like to go into public." They thanked her; but were obliged to resist all her entreaties.
"Oh, my love," cried Mrs.Palmer to her husband, who just then entered the room--"you must help me to persuade the Miss Dashwoods to go to town this winter." Her love made no answer; and after slightly bowing to the ladies, began complaining of the weather.
"How horrid all this is!" said he.

"Such weather makes every thing and every body disgusting.

Dullness is as much produced within doors as without, by rain.