What a number of people you're going to know, my dear.

But, your husband isn't to take you away from _all_ your old friends." "He isn't taking me anywhere.

I shall stay," said Anne proudly, "exactly where I was before." She was determined that her old friends should never know to what a sorrowful place she had been taken.
"You dear," said Mrs.Eliott, holding out a suddenly caressing hand.
Anne trembled a little under the caress.

"Fanny," said she, "I want you to know him." "I mean to," said Mrs.Eliott hurriedly.
"And I want him, even more, to know you." "Then," Mrs.Elliot argued to herself, "she knows nothing; or she never could suppose we would be kindred spirits." But she carried it off triumphantly.

"Well," said she, "I hope you're free for the fifteenth ?" "The fifteenth ?" "Yes, or any other evening.