But pray warn him, that when my throat is not sore, and my head not stagnant, I am a much fiercer antagonist.

It is perhaps a delight to one's egoism to have a friend who is among the best of men with the worst of theories.

One can be at once affectionate and spit-fire.

Pray remember me with indulgence, all of you, and believe, dear Mrs.Trollope, "Most truly yours, "M.E.

LEWES." * * * * * It will be seen from the above that George Eliot had very quickly fraternised--what is the feminine form ?--with my second wife, as I, without any misgivings, foresaw would be the case.