His younger brother Spencer, a man of parts and learning, was fast rising into practice as a barrister on the Home Circuit.
At Hertford resided an opulent Quaker family named Stout.

A pretty young woman of this family had lately sunk into a melancholy of a kind not very unusual in girls of strong sensibility and lively imagination who are subject to the restraints of austere religious societies.

Her dress, her looks, her gestures, indicated the disturbance of her mind.

She sometimes hinted her dislike of the sect to which she belonged.

She complained that a canting waterman who was one of the brotherhood had held forth against her at a meeting.