But no; neither of them had, it was evident, seen my ladies in half-mourning, about whom I was diffident of inquiring directly.
Were any fresh people coming to reside in the neighbourhood that they had heard of?
"No," said Lady Dasher, with a melancholy shake of her head.

"No; how should they?
It is not very likely that any new residents would come _here_! The place may suit poor people like _me_, but would not take the fancy of persons having plenty of money to spend, who can select a house where they like.

Ah! the miseries of poverty, Mr Lorton, and to be poor but proud! I hope _you_ will never have my bitter experience, I'm sure!"-- with another sad shake of her head, and an expression on her face that she was pretty certain that I _would_ one day arrive at the same hollow estimate of life as herself.

"No," she continued, "no new people are at all likely to come here.

I saw Mr Shuffler yesterday, and asked if that house which he has to let in The Terrace were yet taken, but he said, `not that he knew of;' he had `heard of nobody coming'-- had I?
I assure you he was quite impertinent about it.