You are acquainted with those circumstances, Mr.Troy; and you will understand my indignation when I first learnt that my sister's child had been suspected of theft.

I have not the honor of being acquainted with Lady Lydiard.

She is not a Countess, I believe?
Just so! Her husband was only a Baron.

I am not acquainted with Lady Lydiard; and I will not trust myself to say what I think of her conduct to my niece." "Pardon me, madam," Mr.Troy interposed.

"Before you say any more about Lady Lydiard, I really must beg leave to observe--" "Pardon _me_," Miss Pink rejoined.