The latter was a kind of misadventure, as Lady Talfourd was on the point of calling on me when Robert would not let her.

We were going away just then.

Mr.Horne I had the satisfaction of seeing several times--you know how much regard I feel for him.

One evening he had the kindness to bring his wife miles upon miles just to drink tea with us, and we were to have spent a day with them somehow, half among the fields, but engagements came betwixt us adversely.

She is less pretty and more interesting than I expected--looking very young, her black glossy hair hanging down her back in ringlets; with deep earnest eyes, and a silent listening manner.
He was full of the 'Household Words,' and seems to write articles together with Dickens--which must be highly unsatisfactory, as Dickens's name and fame swallow up every sort of minor reputation in the shadow of his path.