'It is the last we shall spend for a long time together.

I wish to have a friendly chat with you in my dressing-room.

Charlotte will make one of the party.' "In a few minutes we were comfortably seated in the snug little room, before a cheerful fire.

My friend in his easy-chair, wrapped in his dressing-gown, and my own beautiful Charlotte seated on a gaily-embroidered ottoman at his feet.
"'Here, I feel myself at home,' said Cornelius, taking a hand of each, pressing them warmly between his own.

'How much I dread this journey! how painful it is to part with all we love on earth!' "'Dearest brother, you will return to us quite strong and well after breathing the warm air of the south,' said Charlotte, who could never be brought to consider her brother in any danger.