Come! I shall expect you to confess.

Mrs.Maberley is an old friend of mine, and I am very much attached to her.

I should like to know what you and she have been talking about ?' It was too dark for Mr.Hamilton to see my face, so I answered a little flippantly,-- 'I daresay you would like to know.

Women are certainly not much more curious than men, after all.' 'Oh, as to that, I am not a bit curious,' was the contradictory answer.
'But all the same I intend to know.

So you may as well make a clean breast of it.' 'But--but you have no right to be so inquisitive, Mr.Hamilton.' 'Again I say I am not inquisitive, but I mean to know this.