He promises military openings for both when they arrive at the proper age; and Tim is practising already on a drum which _she_ has given him.
"She, by the way, never mentions you, which is an excellent sign, but rather rough on me when I want to talk about you.

She occasionally is drawn out to talk about a certain Mr John at Storr Alley; but, as you know, she only knew about him from hearsay.

How's that boy who has got hold of you down in Cumberland?
Are he and I to be friends or enemies?
Tell him I'm game for either, and give him choice of weapons if the latter.

But as long as he lets me see you now and then and treats you well, we may as well be friends.

I'm flourishing and awfully in love.
Stay away as long as you can; you're not wanted here.