They'll have something to talk about for a week.

And they'll all try to discover if you mean to sell out at auction.

Oh, they will be _so_ sorry!" said the old lady, imitating imaginary callers; "'and, my dear Mrs.Newt, what _are_ you going to do?
And to think of your being obliged to leave this lovely house!' Come ?--did you ever know the vultures not to come to a carcass ?" Mrs.Nancy Newt looked appalled; and so energetic was Mrs.Dagon in her allusion to vultures and carcass, that her niece unconsciously put to her nose the smelling-bottle she held in her hand.
"Oh, it's dreadful!" she sighed, rocking and smelling, and with the tears oozing from her eyes.
"Fiddle! I won't hear of it.

'Tain't dreadful.

It's nothing at all.