'Go along with you, sir!' said I.Ah, my dear sweet girl, beware when a great nobleman says he will marry you! It is all nonsense; he wants to make a fool of you!" Here Mrs.Meyer rested a little, and thus gave Fanny time to complete in her own mind the suggestion insinuated above as follows-- "But if he says, 'I won't marry you, but I'll give you money,' that's reason--listen to him.

It is only little clerks and twopenny-halfpenny swells that deceive girls with promises of marriage, and these you must avoid; but a real gentleman always begins by giving something, and him you may listen to." And the shame, the disgrace?
Pooh, such is life! Fanny, horror-stricken, waited to see what else her mother was going to say.

Presently she went on again-- "I didn't know whether to be sorry for or disgusted with the poor man when I saw him so far gone.

Suddenly you disappeared from the town.

Then he gave way to despair altogether, for he fancied that they had got you married somewhere or other.