We shall soon be--shall I say, in Mr.Richard's own light-hearted manner, 'going at it'-- to our heart's content.

It is a coincidence," said Mr.Kenge with a tinge of melancholy in his smile, "one of those coincidences which may or may not require an explanation beyond our present limited faculties, that I have a cousin in the medical profession.

He might be deemed eligible by you and might be disposed to respond to this proposal.

I can answer for him as little as for you, but he MIGHT!" As this was an opening in the prospect, it was arranged that Mr.
Kenge should see his cousin.

And as Mr.Jarndyce had before proposed to take us to London for a few weeks, it was settled next day that we should make our visit at once and combine Richard's business with it.
Mr.Boythorn leaving us within a week, we took up our abode at a cheerful lodging near Oxford Street over an upholsterer's shop.
London was a great wonder to us, and we were out for hours and hours at a time, seeing the sights, which appeared to be less capable of exhaustion than we were.